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01-01-2015, 07:57 PM
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Thranduil
This curious mare seemed still startled and more at ease. Golden hark flicked back and forth with thought. Though he no longer thought this mare to be of evil intentions, it was clear she was not completely settled here. The gold most certainly could see why she would not settle here permanently. Still a pleasant walk would do no harm, she certainly was more pleasant than the black spotted fawn who had at last calmed to a walk. Poor Haldir’s weariness was beginning to sneak back up on his small frame, but it certainly could not keep away his bouncy smile. Besides the gold quite enjoyed the hot springs himself. Especially on a chilly spring morning such as this. Could the fawn make it? To the gold it seemed doubtful, but it also seemed he was determined not to let such a reality show. Puffing out his little chest and keeping up his smile the fawn kept trudging through the snow. A few moments of silence pass before the mare speaks up. Her words are jumpy and uneven. The gold, with a warm smile does look to her as they walk, listening with interest. His suspicions were aroused once more at why she desired to know this. It draws him to look back at the two tall standing guards. One was not even completed yet, but they did make a menacing figure. Quickly the mare adds her pardon, and the gold looks back to her. Her face sinks in slightly. If she was here for just a visit it would suspicious of him to answer in the negative, but if she was not it would be a threat to let her know more than she should. Still, for all the world to know that the Basin had metal horses who could kick ass, well, that wasn’t such a bad reputation. The gold did not know though if the mad man’s creations actually worked though. He had never seen them called into battle. “Yes, they can move, but it is best not to give them reason too.” Earth eyes linger on her for a moment, with its gold flecks cold as steel, but the warm smile returns and his attention moves to what is before him. The small fawn is there first. A dirt path leads down a small hill to the hot springs, hidden in full extent by the steam they create. A stream runs down from the mountains on the other side and here pools into several ponds separated by small dirt paths. Each pool then drains to a spring continuing on down to the lake. The gold turns to the grey mare with that ever present smile. “After you Mal.” The black spotted babe was amazed at the sight before him and had gone on ahead of the pair to sniff about the waters, and walk about their perimeters. For his small frame though the warm steam, which wrapped around him like a coat was utterly sensational. Never having gotten into water the strange pools, though curious looked to take too much energy to explore, so he laid down next to one of the pools. Weariness finally settling over him as he lays his body down to rest in the wonderful sensation of warmth. It seemed to almost beg him to sleep, but he was not about to take his eyes off the new mare and of course the gold. The gold waits for the mare to enter the pools first, to enjoy the peace and relaxation, and to take her mind off leaving. “What else can I tell you of our home?” Home was an over statement, if not an outright lie, but the special situations call for special efforts of sentiment. Besides the gold wanted to know just exactly was important to this mare. If it was more defense secrets they certainly would be a problem. "talk talk talk" OOC:: @[Malificent] |
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