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10-14-2014, 07:47 AM
Elsa was beginning to think she should just permanently live in the threshold. Her feet carried her across the crunchy, dead ground. The day quickly faded into the nighttime. The only light around was the snow, which glowed ominously under the moon. Just as she was about to head back to the Falls, she caught the sound of distant wings, and movement. Following them, she pushed her legs onward through the snow. That was when she spotted a unique mare. Her face was covered with tiger-like markings. They accented her face well against her dark body. Wings were also sprouted, she was a fellow pegasus mare. She was decently large, both muscle and height wise, and the way she stood made her seemed like she was strong. As Elsa approached, she dipped her head in respect. "Greetings, My name is Elsa. Are you lost here?" She inquires. Her voice is soft, smooth and approachable. Elsa was trying recently to be at least a little polite. The words still felt awkward and rough against her throat, she was so used to being casual and laid back. However, it seemed that the approach of casual never ever worked. Maybe this girl would be a little more casual in her reply. If so, it would be a lot less awkward for Elsa. It wasn't her decision though, this newcomer would set the tone for how she would reply. It was her duty to make these newcomers comfortable. If that meant going out of her way to do so, she would. "Talking" Elsa |
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