Cheveyo grinned when she saw the stallion's ears slam back against his skull, tucking away into the tangled mass of ebony strands. So she had finally come across one who disliked talking to others just as much as she did, maybe this conversation wouldn't last as long as she was worried it would. Pink pools drifted over his frame lazily as she grew the little bit closer to the stallion who seemed quite startled to have been in the company of someone, he seemed to stand a good hand or so taller than her mustang filled frame. But the two toned's frame was much more slender than the painted lady warrior's. The muscle there was obvious, but of a much leaner variety than that of the muscle that stood out on the smaller mare's shoulder and legs.
He was definitely built for running much longer distances than she would ever be able to handle. But while Cheveyo wasn't normally one for the leaner type, she would have to give it to the stallion, he made it work for himself. Her eyes then drifted up to the long horn that spiraled from his skull, the color of blood and she couldn't help but wonder just how much blood had actually covered that piece of bone that protruded from his body. Chev wasn't the racist kind, but she was quite pleased to have been born with just oddly colored eyes and not some kind of extra appendage. "Safe haven?" He repeats her words back to her, his voice sounding nearly as underused as her own which causes a single corner of her rosy kissers to tug up ever so slightly. He clearly wasn't one of those creatures that were taking over their homes so easily.
Shrugging her shoulders the mare took a small step out of the shadows, hoping it would ease the mind of the two toned stallion before her if he could actually lay eyes on her and not just a voice. "Yes. A safe haven from the wraiths taking over the lands." Rolling her tongue against the roof of her mouth in vain efforts to make her words a tad bit more feminine she allowed a slightly confused look to cross her features as her pink pools narrowed slightly. "Have you not bumped into one of those...wonderful creatures?" Settling her pink eyes on his maroon ones the mare had a strange sense of being alone wash over her, almost as if the creature before her didn't have a soul to light the candle behind his eyes. Shaking her skull slightly the mare pushed the creeping feeling off of her back as she adjusted her line of sight away from the creature's eyes.


"Words words words."
Tag;; @[Voodoo]
Words;; Four Hundred and Seventy Three
Notes;; sorry this took so long <3 And I apologize for the suckish post.

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