Sunny Days, Cold Skies (Open)

Sunny Days, Cold Skies (Open)

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11-22-2012, 09:51 AM

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Walk walk walk
"Talk talk talk"
Zamoro made a light sigh climbing up a hill in the meadow. He was in joy, and merry. He wanted to run through the meadows to feel the merriness burn with in him. He really did have a great heart, he began to find a tune to hum in his vocals. As he lifted the hum to a jolly sound, climbing the green hill. He looked around with his brown eyes, noticing there was less patches of snow in the fields than when he arrived to Foothills. This time, the snow patches were thinner more smaller and less of them. He turned away from the ground around him and looked up. The sun shined bright and feeling the warm heat on his back was anything but cold.

Zamoro stood there for a moment, as he heard the footsteps of another. Turning towards the sound Zamoro noticed a smaller male walk towards him. He also noticed the horn that stood on his head, was he a unicorn then? It obviously appealed to that assumption. For the pure white color the one had, the tail of him was as a original unicorn's, and the perfectly shaped horn on his forehead shined in the sun. Zamoro already assumed he was of a pure unicorn breed. He seemed to be walking towards Zamoro, well at least he wasn't the only one enjoying their day in these beautiful valleys. The smaller unicorn walked up to him and spoke in a natural voice. "Good day, lad." Zamoro spoke in a cheerful forward voice. At least he was friendly, which is very good for Zamoro to meet someone who isn't harsh or cold.

Zamoro was also wondering what this young one had going through his head. He did seemed a little troubled over something, but he ignored it. Smiling to the Unicorn he said"I am Zamoro, what is yours?" Zamoro spoke in a kind voice. He was interested in what this Unicorn had to say, and hopefully call him a name. For calling others by their race to Zamoro was inappropriate and rude. It showed signs of a rude first impression, which Zamoro hated. So intrigued by the smaller one, he wanted to know their name and hope for the best that they would not be rude or negative towards others.