Youthful Charm [Open, Azeen?]

Youthful Charm [Open, Azeen?]

Cera the Golden Prince Posts: 419

Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 4.5

Stallion :: Pegasus :: 16.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE

Ilaria :: Red Panda :: Heal Brit

10-02-2012, 09:00 PM (This post was last modified: 10-02-2012, 09:01 PM by Cera.)

From his tangled position on the ground, the gangly colt heard the steady beating of wings from above. Big green eyes peered up from under a fluffy mess of forelock. A few yards from him a pretty white mare landed before him. The markings upon her muzzle intrigued him, and he made no move to untangle himself. She smelled like Midas, something that he would understand later on was simply the smell of the Dragon's Throat members. Tilting his head to the side and laughing along with her, whinnying softly as he lurched up onto his hooves once again. Patterned bittern wings shaking out and curling back in neatly by his sides.

He regarded her with a quiet, happy smile. Her voice was feminine, one he had never encountered before. Midas had been his only company so far, and he had almost never met a female that was so kind."I know! They are hard to walk. But see? I used to it!" Chirping happily, not bothered at all that he fell a lot. He tripped quite a lot, and hadn't quite grown enough to experience or understand humility or pride. Therefore he had no issue admitting that he wasn't very good on his legs yet.

How kind she was, to offer pointers! This thought crossed Cera's mind and he bounced in place happily, wings extending and prancing happily if unsteadily. "Could you? Could you?" Remembering how she had been flying and soon stilling his happy movements, ears flicking as he thought it over. Eyeing her wings curiously. "We fly with these?" He had never tried to actually lift himself off the ground, easily occupied with using them for balance or giving him a little boost when running or playing.