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03-19-2014, 06:19 PM
He’d gone out from his home in search of flowers, hoping that some of the late winter blooms were rushing ahead towards spring and would be waiting for him to gather and encase into glass. Little enthusiasm as he has shown in the past for movement or doing much of anything, the stallion is alive and moving quickly, his head raised and his step bouncy and full of a vivacity given to him by a simple new rank and a magical power that he had once admired almost covetously from alongside his teacher. It was for her that he ventured, now. His mind had birthed an image of a harness that would look delightful against the dual tones of her pelt, if only he could find the flowers that it would require. He didn’t even dare to think on how to get the gemstones. He’d already seen what he had to get through to get those. If nothing else, he can begin work on the harness itself if he cannot find any flowers, as he is sure warmth and the lure of the sun is just around the corner, arriving to bring forth the myriad hues of the sunshine seasons. Perhaps this is why he truly wants the blooms for the present he is to make his now Queen and former tutor, for they follow the sun, and if anyone is made of sunlight it is Kahlua. For now, he settles on that they are pretty, and will look nice suspended eternally in the silica. Arriving the meadow at around noon, judging by the position of the sun, he immediately spots colors along the golden colors of the grasses and sets to work collecting them; he’s not really sure how many he’ll need for the thing but plans on filling his mouth as full as he can get it and then returning home to begin the tedious and tiring endeavor of crafting his first piece for the woman who had taught him how to do so. @[Ranjiri] Dragomir |
Any violence/magic is allowed to be used upon Dragomir at anytime, permitting it doesn't kill or seriously maim him without my permission <3
