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07-02-2014, 12:17 AM
Romani
It seemed that wherever the roads took her, the beach of white granules was never far on the horizon. Perhaps it was the sight of the churning, blue ocean waves reflecting the brilliant white light of the sun... Maybe it was the wondrous, soothing melody of the waves crashing against the shoreline. No matter what it was, however, Romani had always been drawn to the Endless Blue, and always returned. It had definitely become one of her favored places to travel when it came to the magnificent land of Helovia...
But nothing like home...
A wistful sigh left the confines of the palomino mare's lips. Indeed. It had been ages since she had last stepped hoof within the beautiful terrain of her homeland, Ossic Briar. Perhaps one day she should go and pay everyone a visit, but that wouldn't be for awhile. Her heart still yearned for the roads to be traveled, the unexplored to be conquered, and the Haflinger intended to do just that. It wouldn't be until her passionate soul was filled before she returned home, to serve.
The stocky palomino kept her pace almost leisurely as she strolled across the white dunes of sand, head raised high and relaxed, soaking in the sun. The warmth felt good along her shoulders and across the broad expanse of her back and withers, and she could tell by the loping actions of the large cat at her side that Kasai was feeling quite the same. The beach was the tigress' favorite place of respite, for the feline loved to twist, roll, and turn in the sand, stretch out belly-up, and nap away the afternoon. Perhaps they both deserved a good sunbathing with the distance they had covered...
As they made their way across the ocean front, a song bubbled forth from the Haflinger's lips, sweet and melodious. It started as a gentle 'hum', followed shortly by quick words, and as she sang, the mare's hooves swept through the sand, kicking up granules towards her feline companion in a playful dance. "Oh, tiradaridadam! I come from the villages, money and rings in my satchels. Beautiful you are, your eyes are beautiful, and here! I left my home for you!" Kasai balked as her black and white pelt was coated with sand, crouching low, and then swiftly bolted towards the waterline, and Romani's laughter echoed across the picturesque beach.
"Oh come now, sweet! It's just sand!" Picking up her pace to that of a swift trot, the muscled Haflinger followed after the white tiger, azure eyes soaking in the familiar sights of the beach... Save for one tawny form that caught her eye. Kasai, oblivious to the fact that they weren't alone, loped through the waves of the ocean, mindful not to go too terribly deep into the churning waves. Twisting her head to regard the form of her companion, Romani trusted that Kasai would mind herself and avoid trouble before approaching the buttermilk individual who stood among the waves.
As she approached, the short stallion seemed to be fumbling with something upon his leg, and with a mighty jerk of his head, the oddly shaped device was hurled over the water and landed with a fwumph! in the sand. Romani eyed it with a critical set of azure oculars before focusing back on the buckskin lad.
"Greetings, stranger!" The gypsy called jovially from the shoreline, smiling in her good mood. Hopefully she wouldn't startle him. "You, uh... This is quite an odd thing you have here. Are you well?"
But nothing like home...
A wistful sigh left the confines of the palomino mare's lips. Indeed. It had been ages since she had last stepped hoof within the beautiful terrain of her homeland, Ossic Briar. Perhaps one day she should go and pay everyone a visit, but that wouldn't be for awhile. Her heart still yearned for the roads to be traveled, the unexplored to be conquered, and the Haflinger intended to do just that. It wouldn't be until her passionate soul was filled before she returned home, to serve.
The stocky palomino kept her pace almost leisurely as she strolled across the white dunes of sand, head raised high and relaxed, soaking in the sun. The warmth felt good along her shoulders and across the broad expanse of her back and withers, and she could tell by the loping actions of the large cat at her side that Kasai was feeling quite the same. The beach was the tigress' favorite place of respite, for the feline loved to twist, roll, and turn in the sand, stretch out belly-up, and nap away the afternoon. Perhaps they both deserved a good sunbathing with the distance they had covered...
As they made their way across the ocean front, a song bubbled forth from the Haflinger's lips, sweet and melodious. It started as a gentle 'hum', followed shortly by quick words, and as she sang, the mare's hooves swept through the sand, kicking up granules towards her feline companion in a playful dance. "Oh, tiradaridadam! I come from the villages, money and rings in my satchels. Beautiful you are, your eyes are beautiful, and here! I left my home for you!" Kasai balked as her black and white pelt was coated with sand, crouching low, and then swiftly bolted towards the waterline, and Romani's laughter echoed across the picturesque beach.
"Oh come now, sweet! It's just sand!" Picking up her pace to that of a swift trot, the muscled Haflinger followed after the white tiger, azure eyes soaking in the familiar sights of the beach... Save for one tawny form that caught her eye. Kasai, oblivious to the fact that they weren't alone, loped through the waves of the ocean, mindful not to go too terribly deep into the churning waves. Twisting her head to regard the form of her companion, Romani trusted that Kasai would mind herself and avoid trouble before approaching the buttermilk individual who stood among the waves.
As she approached, the short stallion seemed to be fumbling with something upon his leg, and with a mighty jerk of his head, the oddly shaped device was hurled over the water and landed with a fwumph! in the sand. Romani eyed it with a critical set of azure oculars before focusing back on the buckskin lad.
"Greetings, stranger!" The gypsy called jovially from the shoreline, smiling in her good mood. Hopefully she wouldn't startle him. "You, uh... This is quite an odd thing you have here. Are you well?"
You Ain't Ever Gonna Change
You Got a Gypsy Soul to Blame
And You Were Born for Leavin'
