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08-20-2012, 10:29 PM
Pale hide of a muted pink and golden color enters the landscape of those all around. Slowly, gracefully, beautifully, the mare walks along the beach. Her mane and tail flow lightly in the ocean's breeze, framing golden eyes. She has not been here since her first romance was still in its infancy, and yet it is only fitting that she come here again when she has time of her own once more. Her lithe body slinks along the sand until she sees something off to her right. It is a most miraculous sight to see. Gorgeous beings singing wondrously foreign songs in voices none other could match and their beauty was more metallic than even her hide. Eyes open wide as she looks around, she sees no others yet, so she steps lightly towards them until she is close enough they can hear her, but maintains a safe enough distance so that they will not feel insulted.
A deep, sweeping bow ripples through her body and, when she comes back up, her warm voice speaks respectfully, "Greetings, Beauties from the deep. I am Enheduanna. My dam was gifted with a dragon and is lead of a herd, I am a mother myself now, and I could care for beauty well and raise it strong and true."
A deep, sweeping bow ripples through her body and, when she comes back up, her warm voice speaks respectfully, "Greetings, Beauties from the deep. I am Enheduanna. My dam was gifted with a dragon and is lead of a herd, I am a mother myself now, and I could care for beauty well and raise it strong and true."
