Penna squawked softly before flapping his wings lightly and taking flight. Honey orbs followed her soul-mate's progress as she wondered silently where he was off too. Shaking her head softly she turned her gaze back on the stallion and relaxed. If the falcon felt comfortable enough to leave her with this stallion, he must be safe. She could feel the birds joy as he reached the bright open skies and velvety lips turned up softly. Parelia longed to join the bird and fly through the air, free and wild as she wanted. Sighing softly she turned her full attention back towards the bay painted stallion. His magic was simply amazing to her, and in the cremello paint's mind his magic was far more exciting than her own. The warm smile grew slightly as she thought of the first time she had discovered her magic. It had been down here in these tunnels with her mate.

After rolling the stone around to admire it from every angle she cast her attention onto the stud again. His pleased smile made her laugh softly feeling slightly foolish; of course he was used to shinny stones and pretty glass tricks, he had the magic after all. His words only pulled her excited question closer to the surface, but the mare held her tongue for a moment, making sure he was done speaking. She nodded her head respectfully after he spoke of the Moon Goddess, even though the mare didn't really praise one single divine ruler, she treated all of them with respect and thankfulness. After a moment of appreciative silence, she cannot hold back her hopeful curiosity. She strained to keep her voice from shaking with her thrill, "Dragomir, do you think.." she paused suddenly embarrassed by her question, "think you could make me something?"

While she had been speaking she lowered her honey orbs slightly from his face. Once she had spoken her question she cast shy and slightly apprehensive eyes back towards his own blue gaze. The mare was half expecting that he would laugh in her face, or call her stupid. She blinked softly, her long lashes pushing the cool damp air away from her honey eyes lanterns. The mare's sides twitched slightly as the foal within her swollen sides stretched it's long legs. Grunting softly she turned her gaze for a moment onto her balloon like body chuckling softly as it continued to fight it's prison.

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