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08-16-2012, 04:01 PM
The Edge had not been the mare's home long, and she would entertain the thought of hoping it was to be her last. That she couldn't say. It would be nice not to have to restart her life again. Right now she knew little of the inhabitants here except they were all unicorns. She really wanted to change that, but as she walked through the ancient timbers, catching snippets of their trails she could never catch up to their bodies. She was diligent, her dark pillars dragged her further along, she kept her ears tipped for the beating of other steps. Again nothing. A furrow of her brow, she shrugged her shoulders, lowering her muzzle to grab at the thin blades of grass. She was getting back a healthy glow to her charcoal pelt, she often felt like she could never eat enough. It was because of winter on the way, or was this what she would do with her new found freedom? Gorge herself? She half snorted, a smirk twisting her lips at the notion.
Continuing to graze, and walk in an aimless manner like a drifting cloud with out a care of the world the border of the kingdom was not far off. Since joining she had not came back here, because she had not been ready. It was amazing what time, and different place could cure. Her fears were faint to what they had been, and she was returning to her old self. Ivory teeth clipped away she was certain she heard others in the distance. Was someone else coming to join them? Was the first thought to enter her mind, but what if it wasn't? Asked the voice of doubt. She was no warrior, but she should check it out. With haste she chose direction, and trotted quickly to see who was about.
Dark eyes fell upon a solid black stallion, and a young mare of fleshy white. She did not assume they were together, but were certain they were not a part of the Edge. They hung back, waiting, and as her silver hooves touched the ground she realized she should probably call for backup. She only knew two, and she wasn't sure what was protocol. Did they allow trespassers? Wasn't the King busy? She became a couple horse spaces away, her dropped downward to a halt. She jerked her nose upward, tossing her crimson mane from her eyes to better study them."Better manners may bring a comrade," she answered in an even alto tone, her obsidian eyes flickering between the pair. The stallion she easily looked in the eye, while the mare seemed like a wisp of flesh and bone.
Continuing to graze, and walk in an aimless manner like a drifting cloud with out a care of the world the border of the kingdom was not far off. Since joining she had not came back here, because she had not been ready. It was amazing what time, and different place could cure. Her fears were faint to what they had been, and she was returning to her old self. Ivory teeth clipped away she was certain she heard others in the distance. Was someone else coming to join them? Was the first thought to enter her mind, but what if it wasn't? Asked the voice of doubt. She was no warrior, but she should check it out. With haste she chose direction, and trotted quickly to see who was about.
Dark eyes fell upon a solid black stallion, and a young mare of fleshy white. She did not assume they were together, but were certain they were not a part of the Edge. They hung back, waiting, and as her silver hooves touched the ground she realized she should probably call for backup. She only knew two, and she wasn't sure what was protocol. Did they allow trespassers? Wasn't the King busy? She became a couple horse spaces away, her dropped downward to a halt. She jerked her nose upward, tossing her crimson mane from her eyes to better study them."Better manners may bring a comrade," she answered in an even alto tone, her obsidian eyes flickering between the pair. The stallion she easily looked in the eye, while the mare seemed like a wisp of flesh and bone.
