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[OPEN] gracious blip

Dacianna Posts: 55

Absent Abyss atk: 5.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 6

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.1hh :: 4 Y/O HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE

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05-15-2016, 05:24 PM

And each side is a loser

So who cares who fired the gun?

She laughed as the young hero whirled around to her voice; it was light and full of mirth as he glanced back to the frozen dragon with a little more caution. Perhaps her teasing had put a doubt in his mind, but maybe one day he might come across a real dragon who might not appreciate being nibbled on. The scholar was waiting for the colt to reply when a familiar scent alerted her attention to the approaching mammoth that was Tembovu. She catches his brief glance with a gentle dip of her head, though he appeared more intent on the boy before he, the monarch, returned his attention to his Philospher who smiled as he carried on closer to the dragon nibbler.

“You too, Tembovu” she greeted the King with kind sincerity.

It was then that the simple puzzle fell together as one answered dad and the other, my son; not a hero, but a Prince. She could see a little of the resemblance now she could compare the two, the horn and the odd colouring. Dacianna wondered if the King had other offspring or whether this, ’Wezi, was his sole heir. Did that mean his mother was the Queen?

“Mmhmm,” she nods to the colts name query before continuing “I should have known only a Prince would battle a dragon” she smiled.

Another entered their conversation then, one Dacianna had not seen lingering in the backround despite how beautifully her long legs carried her pretty pastel body. Flowers were adorned in long mane that was braided in places and she was, like most it seemed, taller than the stocky blue roan who paled in her beauty. Dacianna thought she looked like one of those pretty Princesses she had heard about in fairy stories, despite her looking rather bedraggled. Dacianna had never seen her to look closely at, only recognising her from the previous meeting where there were so many different horses to see and try remember. The roan hadn’t quite realised just how big the Edge was in terms of population.

Catching herself staring, the scholar quickly greeted the girl with a grin “do you watch him regulary?” she asked. Perhaps she was his guardian of some sort.