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11-20-2014, 10:07 PM
She truly was young then, if she had not seen snow before. That, or she had come from a place with little snowfall as he had. At her declared love for the frigid stuff, Buce couldn't help a chuckle. The crunching sound of snow under hoof caught his attention, and he turned his head to gaze upon a cream-colored mare, and his ears pricked sharp. The dip in the nose, long slender legs... kin. His dip of respect was earnest to the new mare "Hello there. Im Bucephalus, of Dragon's Throat." He said to the mare who introduced herself as Jahzara. A suiting name for one of the desert bred. His gaze flickered to the filly, and amusement lit his gaze as she spoke. "I believe the World's Edge is a herd, just as the Dragon's Throat is a herd. By the sea, yes?" He asked, glancing to the palomino for confirmation, his ears pricked towards her, although his right ear twitched towards the filly. "Dragon's Throat is a desert herd, with mainly pegasi, however we do not discriminate to other breeds." He said, looking to Spice. Okay, he couldn't resist any longer. While the little filly's head was turned, he rolled a ball of the snow with his hoof, then flicked it towards her, aiming for her shoulder. Quickly he focused on Jahzara, expression curious and he gave no sign that he just did what he did save the amusement in his gold gaze, and he winked at Jahzara as if telling her to 'shh'.  |
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