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06-18-2014, 02:33 PM
Even the most determined hearts must take a break from familial duty in order to do as they must by their herd. Or so the silver child told herself, as she alighted at the edge of the Threshold and folded her wings before venturing into the woods. Some deep part of her still hoped to catch a glimpse of golden scales or markings between the trunks of the the trees, even as she tested the air for the scent of strangers. Strangers whose scent carried not a trace of any herdland, or any territory she knew.
There, was that something? She turned into the slight breeze, inquisitive as she sought a better whiff of whatever or whomever she'd just caught wind of. Without fear or concern, the young dragon-hybrid strode deeper between the trees. She had become accustomed once more to the way the mists wreathed her home woods, and so was of mixed opinion to this forest she wandered through now. It was more open, bright, made her want to stretch her wings and mock the grasping branches that would make actual flight nearly impossible. But at the same time unknown and unwelcoming.
It was this that hurried her steps, enough so that she nearly missed the sight of the big black stud resting beneath a stray fruit tree. It was the glint of his horn that had her pausing and turning back, curving her long and sinuous tail through the air like a curious kitten deciding whether to leave well enough alone or pounce upon the unknown. He appeared to be asleep, eyes closed and figure relaxed, but she doubted any would seriously pursue a nap here. Her head bowed low, ears tipped forward to the point of nearly straining a muscle, and wings loosened from her sides in an unconscious gesture that bespoke of her preparedness to move swiftly away should the steps be necessary to take.
"Hello?" She inquired in her light, melodic voice, poised far enough away that she was safe from sudden lurching and flailing should she actually startle him from a nap. But her golden eyes gleamed with bright curiosity, putting the lie to the tentative precautions she'd made before saying hello.
There, was that something? She turned into the slight breeze, inquisitive as she sought a better whiff of whatever or whomever she'd just caught wind of. Without fear or concern, the young dragon-hybrid strode deeper between the trees. She had become accustomed once more to the way the mists wreathed her home woods, and so was of mixed opinion to this forest she wandered through now. It was more open, bright, made her want to stretch her wings and mock the grasping branches that would make actual flight nearly impossible. But at the same time unknown and unwelcoming.
It was this that hurried her steps, enough so that she nearly missed the sight of the big black stud resting beneath a stray fruit tree. It was the glint of his horn that had her pausing and turning back, curving her long and sinuous tail through the air like a curious kitten deciding whether to leave well enough alone or pounce upon the unknown. He appeared to be asleep, eyes closed and figure relaxed, but she doubted any would seriously pursue a nap here. Her head bowed low, ears tipped forward to the point of nearly straining a muscle, and wings loosened from her sides in an unconscious gesture that bespoke of her preparedness to move swiftly away should the steps be necessary to take.
"Hello?" She inquired in her light, melodic voice, poised far enough away that she was safe from sudden lurching and flailing should she actually startle him from a nap. But her golden eyes gleamed with bright curiosity, putting the lie to the tentative precautions she'd made before saying hello.
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