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01-05-2015, 10:55 AM
Lean legs carry an equally built body along the sand in a hurry, Ouija making awful noises in your head as she still struggles to get the hang of simple words. Your patience is wearing, and even though the love for the white fox is unyielding, you can't help but grumble as she begs for your attention. 'Raa-wks.' You nod your long face, ears tipped back as the small creature stretches and digs her barely rounded claws into your flesh along your withers. "Rock." You emphasize, slightly drawing the "o", trying hard to remain calm with the toddler-size kit. 'Blue!' Yes, she has learned her colors, but she still pronounces them with trouble. Blue? Oh, that is what's blue. A soft gold colored woman seems focused on the stones, the dim light surrounding her horn dancing off of the earthy toned rocks while she nibbles at what seems to be vines. She must another herd members you're supposed to be helping. "Sorry for the wait." you call as softly as your raspy voice allows. Long stride brings you along side the woman who looks to be in foal, thick, curly tail arched slightly while you stop to her right. Something about the young woman strikes an old familiar flame in black and white memories, but you leave it off to having noticed her in a meeting or somewhere in the boundaries of home. "I em- I'm Voodoo. This's Ouija." Big black eyes peer up from the tangled mess of hair along your neck, dark lips curving into a canine smile while a pink tongue pokes out between bright teeth. On your dark back, the heat almost feels like it could belong to the morning of Tallsun. The idea of fair weather after a difficult Frostfall is one to make anyone happy. The mare, only slightly smaller than yourself, is young; dull eyes glance at her swollen belly with slight concern washing behind the glossed layer. Unable to judge her misfortune (or, possibly, it was planned?), you cast your eyes down at the never ending glob of vines and weeds. "Voodoo." 'Ouija.' 'Voices' @[Sikeax] Sorry for the wait! Agh, don't forget that he's a grulla and not black. <3 They're in my head |
EVERYTHING YOU'RE RUNNING AWAY FROM
IS IN YOUR HEAD
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Please tag him in every post!
IS IN YOUR HEAD
Please tag him in every post!
