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01-23-2014, 10:17 PM
OOC: basically we've meet up and are joining the asylum. Ethel could take you as a friend to the herd if they accept you.
A few paces into the cave and she could hear something from the woods snap from behind them. She feared that the 'wraith' creatures must of found them and they'd be done for now. Ethel slowly moved her head to look for any signs of threat or evil presence that was coming after them with bared fangs and scary claws. She would probably be the first to react; flee from the presence of the evil thing or fight it off.
What she saw was a little filly frozen to the ground out of surprise and fear. Her coat was a darkish grey speckled in black with a white strip on her face and a peachy pink colored nose and long powerful legs, she seemed weary and tired however..and what was she doing all alone by herself out in the threshold without a mother to look out for her safety. Ethel's maternal instincts started to kick in seeing the foal had no mother around; possibly herdless as well and that was no way for a young filly to live.
With a toss of her head Ethel snorted,'come join us please..it is not safe to travel alone in parts as these as I hear from Cashmere here. My name's Ethel; what is yours young filly?' Her full attention was to the smaller filly now, awaiting an answer or to see if the filly would bolt. It was common for skittish motherless foals and fillies to dash off near strangers; or so she thought. But she'd show the level of care toward the filly if she joined them.
A few paces into the cave and she could hear something from the woods snap from behind them. She feared that the 'wraith' creatures must of found them and they'd be done for now. Ethel slowly moved her head to look for any signs of threat or evil presence that was coming after them with bared fangs and scary claws. She would probably be the first to react; flee from the presence of the evil thing or fight it off.
What she saw was a little filly frozen to the ground out of surprise and fear. Her coat was a darkish grey speckled in black with a white strip on her face and a peachy pink colored nose and long powerful legs, she seemed weary and tired however..and what was she doing all alone by herself out in the threshold without a mother to look out for her safety. Ethel's maternal instincts started to kick in seeing the foal had no mother around; possibly herdless as well and that was no way for a young filly to live.
With a toss of her head Ethel snorted,'come join us please..it is not safe to travel alone in parts as these as I hear from Cashmere here. My name's Ethel; what is yours young filly?' Her full attention was to the smaller filly now, awaiting an answer or to see if the filly would bolt. It was common for skittish motherless foals and fillies to dash off near strangers; or so she thought. But she'd show the level of care toward the filly if she joined them.
