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heliotrope

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Stallion :: Equine :: 16.1 :: 8
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TORASIN

You call to me, and I fall at your feet.
How could anyone ask for more

Torasin was wondering through the dead forest with his brown lounging on his back, picking his teeth with his tail. The paint wasn't quite sure what he was going to be doing today, he had been up hours already, maybe he'd look for Mirage. Or go to the Threshold and see if there was anyone lingering.

It was the her happy voice that chimed with illustrious laughter that caught the attention of the painter Sir. Dawn broke into day and the servant of the Sun found the daughter of the very master he begrudgingly served, the daughter of his teacher Smoke the WildRose. Torasin felt the need to introduce himself to the young filly who frolicked in youthful dance upon the jagged rocks of the World's Edge. Her body a shining white with pink lips and golden bands on her thin, able legs. Flowers played in her sand bleached hair and growing wings bore gilded henna designs intriguing to the simple eyes of the Advocate. The paint smiled as Kiba flew off to join there mare in her graceful movements, trilling as he flicked and dipped in the air with his claws scratching against the rocks as he dropped each foot.

Torasin pranced over to the filly with a merry face and his cream tail held high in the rising sun. "Hello Miss! I'm glad to see the daughter of the Sun is well" voice matching the joy in his honest face. It was nice to be finally out of the trees and feel the sea air on his face, forelock whipped up in the breeze as he closed his eyes and welcomed its embrace.

[she's so adorable <33]



Messages In This Thread
heliotrope - by Israfel - 11-17-2012, 02:03 PM
RE: heliotrope - by Torasin - 11-17-2012, 02:48 PM
RE: heliotrope - by Israfel - 11-18-2012, 10:21 AM

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