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Rostislav The sky-painted pegasus looks at me, and I feel like she sees right through me. To her my comment is slow and silly - clearly she does not understand why I might be surprised. I've seen magic within the land of Helovia, but this is not one I've encountered before. Generally, I'm always a little surprised with new types of magic. Altering appearances of the hide is not one I've seen before. The closest I've seen to body modification is Aurelia's wings and ass lighting on fire. But besides that? She offers me a smile, the pegasus, but it's half-hearted and more casual than sincere. Even more, I notice her focus on Damaris. At first I become wildly uncomfortable and shift my weight back and forth, my ears slowly rotating back. Damaris rubs against me, trying to offer me comfort and send happy thoughts my way. She rather likes the attention, and does not think that this mare may hurt her. Well that's good and all but what if you're wrong? Huh? What then? She ignores my grumpy retort. But the moment is redirected as a young filly approaches - a hybrid between myself and the pegasus. This.. Sikeax.. is quick to introduce herself and ask if the mare is alright. Excuse me - did you think that I was about to harm her? Of course my empathetic skills are not as on point as the "fairer" sex. I get the feeling there's something off about sky-painted pegasus, but I can't tell what it is. I stare at the filly. Sure, don't even say hi. How rude! Sikeax of the Dragon's Throat. The mare does not offer her name. She makes a small funny and then looks at me, inquiring about my lack of introduction. Rostislav. And this is Damaris. I look down at the pup, and back up to the mare. Your turn. Walk. Talk. OOC: Fine to tag me Whit. :) @[Sikeax] Top Shelf Sexy Badass |
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*You may do anything you wish with Rostislav excluding dismemberment and death.
