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06-20-2014, 12:29 PM
Mild surprise slid through the silver child as the big stallion was quick to gain his feet and just as quick to dismiss her. A trickle of indignancy had her withdrawing a step and collecting herself. Her wings tucked against her sides and she held herself upright, gone silent as she contemplated this oddity. Never before in her short life had she been so swiftly glanced at and ignored. It was odd, to say the least, and she might have been inclined to anger if she had more of an inclination toward vanity. Instead, she was merely irritated by the stallion's rudeness.
That irritation was shown only in the twitching of her tail, the tasseled tip flicking back and forth to an unheard beat. Her golden eyes shifted inquisitively toward the pale mare who'd wandered up shortly after she herself had, who seemed to keep the stallion's attention much better than her own unusual appearance did. It made her wonder why, even as a twitch of an ear caught the sound of yet another approaching. A quirk of humor tugged at her lips to realize that she was the odd one out in another way... all but she wore horns.
But it was the appearance of this third mare... filly would be a better term, since the one who introduced herself as Sikeax appeared to be of an age with the silver child. It was Sikeax's introduction that finally drug words out of the stallion instead of just a polite nod. So his name is Gustave? An odd name for an odd stallion, but she wouldn't say as much to his face.
"It is a good day to be out and about," the silver child conceded in response to this Gustave's polite banter. "I am Semira, of the World's Edge." Manners were manners, after all! "What brings you to Helovia, Gus?" A small part of her wanted to ask him why he had dismissed her without even saying hello back, but she restrained herself. It would be rude, and she was determined to be better than that, better than him.
That irritation was shown only in the twitching of her tail, the tasseled tip flicking back and forth to an unheard beat. Her golden eyes shifted inquisitively toward the pale mare who'd wandered up shortly after she herself had, who seemed to keep the stallion's attention much better than her own unusual appearance did. It made her wonder why, even as a twitch of an ear caught the sound of yet another approaching. A quirk of humor tugged at her lips to realize that she was the odd one out in another way... all but she wore horns.
But it was the appearance of this third mare... filly would be a better term, since the one who introduced herself as Sikeax appeared to be of an age with the silver child. It was Sikeax's introduction that finally drug words out of the stallion instead of just a polite nod. So his name is Gustave? An odd name for an odd stallion, but she wouldn't say as much to his face.
"It is a good day to be out and about," the silver child conceded in response to this Gustave's polite banter. "I am Semira, of the World's Edge." Manners were manners, after all! "What brings you to Helovia, Gus?" A small part of her wanted to ask him why he had dismissed her without even saying hello back, but she restrained herself. It would be rude, and she was determined to be better than that, better than him.
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