A Wayward Wanderer's Return

[OPEN] A Wayward Wanderer's Return

Frost Fyre Posts: 198

Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE

Altair :: Common Cerndyr :: Starpast prissy

12-25-2013, 07:40 PM

Pushed away, the girl is ignored by the two. A frown purses her lips, brows narrowed as a dark maiden is given more attention than she. All she wanted to do was learn about this stranger, this blood dyed stallion. She was interested in him, for she was familiar in someway, a way she couldn't put her finger upon. Her vessel pulls at her long mane, dark tassels yanked abruptly. Brows knit as she glares down at the fawn, lobes flickered back. Her tail lashes on agitation at her vessel, but he calms himself when she nudges his ribs. The male addresses the woman as Lena, who has already introduced herself to the girl. Having been lost in her head the girl adverts her gaze to the tip of her crown. "Frost Fyre, and my bonded is Altair." She tips her own head, offering a greeting of her own.

He finally notices her presence, and turns to her. His name is Deodat. She bows her head to him, crown tilting downwards. He asks if change has come since he left, and the girl wishes to answer but she is too slow, the darker maiden sweeping up a reply in a snap. A frown draws across her ark loaders, but the girl stops herself from expressing her anger. Instead she inhaled deeply, chest rising. She would go now, leave the lovers to themselves. She would let them reunite without a strangers disturbance. Sinking back, she girl sets off, glancing back. "Enjoy yourselves." She says nothing more as she flees the scene. Her bonded follows, lanky frame speeding beside her. She offers a gentle smile as she leisurely walks through the winter wonderland.

"Speech."

FROST FYRE

Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.