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faith, trust and pixie dust

Sacre Posts: 274
World's Edge Emissary atk: 5.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16hh :: 5 Years HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE
Inari :: Red Fox :: Heal & Ríona :: Common Kitsune :: Electric imi
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They bend, they fold

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Hooves followed eager paws that bounced everywhere in excitement. Inari was having a rather fun filled day and amused himself on a range of things from trying to catch butterflies to try to catch rabbits. Of course, Inari’s record of good luck so far in his short lived life was quite low and he never actually manage to catch them. Accept perhaps an unsuspecting mouse and the berries on bushes that couldn’t run anyway. The day was a bright and warm one, the fox was intending on enjoying every moment of it as he travelled along with Sacre to the Threshold. It was a rather nice journey, the Dragons Throat being quite a fair way away meant they got to travel through familiar and fond places. Like the Thistle Meadow or take a peak at the Ancient Rotunda. Or they could take a longer route and visit the beach, all in all the pair rather liked journeying to the Threshold and curing their need to always be moving somewhere, or doing something.

Sacre followed his bonded at a leisurely pace into the woodland, feet moving from soft grass to uneven forest floor with a swift snap of branches. The colt hadn’t really thought about much today and had taken the joyous lead from Inari, playing with his fox at times and others just enjoying a long walk. As always there were some things that flittered to his mind, like Roux. His twin would always be there in his thoughts somewhere, he often smiled to himself whenever he thought of his happy face and the times they used to share as colts. He let those innocent laughs fill his being and lift his feet with a light, happy air.

Eventually Inari noticed a movement to the right of them and motioned to Sacre before carefully padding off in the very same direction. The boy followed eagerly until eventually they both came upon a rather unusual looking mare.

She had a coat like his own sooty fur with hair like the thistles you could find in the meadow. What really caught their attention, however, were her wings. They looked fragile and marvellous to the eye, nothing like the bird wings Sacre was used to seeing on pegasus. More like the wings of bugs, but giant versions. He walked towards her with a gentle smile before stopping a respectable distance away, noting the colourful markings that also adorned her head. She was in all a rather pretty sight. "Hello! Can I help you with anything?" He started off by saying, conversation openers with strangers were not the easiest thing, best to be polite and wait for her answer.

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Messages In This Thread
faith, trust and pixie dust - by Zohariel - 06-07-2014, 02:38 PM
RE: faith, trust and pixie dust - by Sacre - 06-08-2014, 06:27 AM
RE: faith, trust and pixie dust - by Cirrus - 06-09-2014, 10:34 PM
RE: faith, trust and pixie dust - by Zohariel - 06-17-2014, 07:27 PM
RE: faith, trust and pixie dust - by Sacre - 06-18-2014, 07:56 AM
RE: faith, trust and pixie dust - by Cirrus - 06-19-2014, 06:51 AM

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