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12-06-2012, 10:52 PM
Yiska i am no bird, and no net ensnares me Yiska smiled at the striking fae, curious to learn more about where she came from. But soon he heard the gentle stroke of wings, and the Sultan landed softly a bit away. "LionHeart, beautiful day it is. " He then noticed the way Leander held himself, at first in awe as if Faelene herself was a crimson and obsidian goddess, blessing these lands with her very presence. The dun stallion stepped away, suddenly feeling as though he was intruding. "My lovely Faelene," Yiska began, giving a courteous nod, "It truly is a pleasure meeting you. But, alas, I feel as though there are words that must be shared between the two of you that are not meant for my ears. I anticipate our meeting again, but until then, safe travels my friend." He turned his head to Leander, meeting eyes before sharing the same farewell. "Enjoy this beautiful day, Sir LionHeart." With that, he turned on his heel, and entered a smooth gallop, leaving the two to their conversation. [Yiska Exits.] |
