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09-13-2012, 10:57 AM
J O N A S
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The sounds of hooves scraping the earth reaches the stallion's ears and he lifts his head from the wildflowers and blinks his violet eyes. He watches as a grey stallion emerges from the clouds along with a white dragon. His heart immediately increases in tempo at the sight of it, knowing well that they are bonded to equines and possess the ability to breathe fire. His weight shifts uncertainly as he fights with the desire to already retreat mentally. Another arrives only moments later, this one a pegasus mare. She has the oddest wings he's ever seen and so his fight ends as abruptly as it begins. His massive head tilts as he studies those wings, wondering how exactly she can fly. Then it dawns on him that staring is quite rude. What if the mare was self conscious? What if those really weren't wings but just folds of skin? Maybe she was overweight at one point and lost it all and it came from that. Now Jonas is self conscious and he ducks his head down, eyes falling to the grass as he begins nibbling at the flowers again. Maybe if he ignores them they will go away. |
