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| Mare :: Equine :: 16 HH :: 5 years ~ Birdsong Buff: NOVICE |
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Her harks turned hot, his charming complements settling deep in her mind. Kissers curled, a genuine laugh falling effortlessly from her delicate maw, her orbs glowing with happiness as she looked upon her new found friend, thankful for the kind soul that had decided to grace him with his ever so pleasing presence. Smiles all around, she resisted the urge to reach out and touch him, prove that he was real, that he wasn't simply a fake. But she kept to herself, despite the temptation.
"Abishia, yes, your name left a ring in my mind. Such a unique calling. Which parent named you? Mine is Draeseong, a name chosen by my mother." White touched harks flick forward at the word used so calmly, parent. Images flashed before her immediately, Castiel and Harmony and their love, only to be torn apart by the absence of him, Castiel, a father that had promised to be present in her life, but hadn't managed to keep that promise; and after that, he was gone. Then, Harmony. She had tried so hard to be a good mother, but simply wasn't. Leaving her daughter to fend for herself at such a young age, and not teaching her the ways of the world. But despite all of this, all the harshness and abandoning, Abishia still managed to respect and love her parents, Harmony deceased and Castiel assumed so. And how it was she came to be such a mature, loving lady, is beyond all of us.
Her smile faded away momentarily, breaking eye contact to stare at the ground for a few moments before reminding herself that this was quite rude. Slowly, she let a small smile float over her velvets, but the expression didn't manage to reach her orbs, the windows to the soul; the only thing you can tell true feelings by other than words. And when she raised her gaze to his icy blue one, she saw the emotion reflected there in his orbs, only to be pushed away after a few seconds as he walked past the child. "Your compliments are quite flattering, Draeseong dear. I thank you. But My name was given to me by my father Castiel. And I can't help but admire your special name also." She cranked her neck, though suddenly, to look at his pleasingly heavy muscled frame bend down to take a sip from the mirror like pool. A larger smile graced her when he tossed his dark mane, another giggle bubbling from her. Slowly, she made his way over to him, small graceful steps paired with her lean bodice and dished face came together to form a statue like image. She came up next to him, nodding as he spoke, pleased to hear that he was taking a liking to the place Abishia had come to call home. A gentle nicker came from her, quiet and warm, when he closed his orbs and embraced the wind, his series of hair flying in the small arousing of Mother Nature. Abishia lifted her maw high, her hair dancing on the breeze just like him, the pair both stood with their eyes shit tight, closing off their most important sense simply to not see, but feel The beauty of nature. When the moment passed, all Abishia could do was smile, for his next phrase was so fitting for the moment. "I find that Helovia is a place of such varying regions, such differentially in it's people and cultures. I'm glad to meet someone who appreciates this place as I do...Nature is important to me. I feel as if the trees are my family and my blood trickles with the rain, the thunder my anger and the lightning my frustration, the snow my confusion... The wind... My sigh of relief. "
Drawing in a breath, she smiled sweetly as the brute continued about the folk song, her nodding subtly as he spoke. Amusement
flashed in her eyes as recognition trimmed his voice. When he was finished talking, and after he let out a nicker, dual colored orbs rest on him while he lowered to the ground, hearing the whisper of his tail thumping as an indication for her to do so also. She smiled wide, stepping forward so she was right in front of him, then carefully lowering herself to the earth, dropping to her belly and sighing as she did so. "Yes, the culture down there is wide-spread it seems, quite common in all those areas I have visited. You are probably right then." She scooted back a little before rolling to her right side and stretching out, cheek against the damp soil, she looked up to the Stallion, happiness and relief clouding her gaze. She was more next to him, her dished dome lay about a mouse length from his shoulder and tucked front legs, completely at his mercy if he wished to do anything to her. A long breath billowed from her, dead leaves rushing away from the sudden blow of air. She giggled gently before kindred vocals rang out softly. "I'm glad to have someone to chat with Draeseong, I'm thankful that you decided to accompany me. Now, remind me, which herd did you chose?"
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