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12-02-2014, 09:54 PM
Even the older Pegasus believed in the gods. Do they just need someone to blame their heat on? Do they need someone to pretend that they suddenly where possessing magic. This did not faze Spice, for her mother had told her that some just needed something to believe in. She nodded, looking up at the dark sillhosett.
She thought of the different words that she did not understand. Was it a secret language? Was she supposed to know it in this herd? She simply didn't understand, and that was what upset her. But she didn't make a face, or say anything that might seem... unrelated to the subject. She only nodded again at his words, curling her legs back under her to push off, pulling her body to a steady standing position. "I would like to stay here, in Dragon's Throat.." She says, her words soft but confidant as she stares right back into the stormy gaze of the older male. It was not a chalanging gaze, no. Just one that said she was friendly, and meant no harm. Calm and serene.
The girl watched as the black dragon-y thing touched Rhoa, who seemed not at all afraid something long and black was on his leg, then she watched it slither up the deer-horned beast. And come to think of it...didn't he have wings too? How was that even possible...? Hm, something new to ask Rhoa. And ponder for yourself...
She looked to Rhoa, her gaze softening, she smiled. "It seems like a very nice herd land." Her mind flashes back to the waves splashing up around the colt as he lands in the water, from the sky, mind you. Her heart did a little flutter when that had happened, she couldn't imagine what Rhoa must have felt. She remembered how they warmed each other, wing over wing.
Returning from her far off gaze, she looks back to the older stallion. A genuine smile crept upon her soft lips, a kind look in her eyes. If her and Rhoa where to be friends, she would be kind to everyone in relation to him. In any way she could, even if they hated her she would still be kind to them. And why not, anyway? There should never be a reason to hate someone enough to be perposfuly rude and un kind to someone.
Well, at least that was how she saw it in her mind, and if Rhoa didn't agree, she would let him think what he wanted to think. Why would she want to change his thoughts when they where not hers?
She thought of the different words that she did not understand. Was it a secret language? Was she supposed to know it in this herd? She simply didn't understand, and that was what upset her. But she didn't make a face, or say anything that might seem... unrelated to the subject. She only nodded again at his words, curling her legs back under her to push off, pulling her body to a steady standing position. "I would like to stay here, in Dragon's Throat.." She says, her words soft but confidant as she stares right back into the stormy gaze of the older male. It was not a chalanging gaze, no. Just one that said she was friendly, and meant no harm. Calm and serene.
The girl watched as the black dragon-y thing touched Rhoa, who seemed not at all afraid something long and black was on his leg, then she watched it slither up the deer-horned beast. And come to think of it...didn't he have wings too? How was that even possible...? Hm, something new to ask Rhoa. And ponder for yourself...
She looked to Rhoa, her gaze softening, she smiled. "It seems like a very nice herd land." Her mind flashes back to the waves splashing up around the colt as he lands in the water, from the sky, mind you. Her heart did a little flutter when that had happened, she couldn't imagine what Rhoa must have felt. She remembered how they warmed each other, wing over wing.
Returning from her far off gaze, she looks back to the older stallion. A genuine smile crept upon her soft lips, a kind look in her eyes. If her and Rhoa where to be friends, she would be kind to everyone in relation to him. In any way she could, even if they hated her she would still be kind to them. And why not, anyway? There should never be a reason to hate someone enough to be perposfuly rude and un kind to someone.
Well, at least that was how she saw it in her mind, and if Rhoa didn't agree, she would let him think what he wanted to think. Why would she want to change his thoughts when they where not hers?
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