Honest hearts are undercover. We are shadows on our own
She bowed low tot the massive handsome bay god. A bright smile covered her lips as she rose to gaze into his massive face. There was no need to speak, she was sure he knew her name, as the God's surely know everything their servants do. There was two words she longed to say and allowed them to spill forth, "Thank you." She assumed he would understand; know that she was thanking him for all of her blessing. Her crafting magic, and healthy growing babies included. After a few moments more the dove stepped away heading towards the back before she noticed a very familiar bay and white stallion. Gentle lyrics were barely more than a whisper, "Dragomir?" Bright orbs grew wide as she gazed at the stallion. Unable to help herself the mare trotted forwards brushing past people as she fought to his side. "Dragomir! Do you remember me?" She beamed at the stallion as Penna swirled around their heads before landing on his soul-mate's back peering at the stallion.
Speaking Penna
Tags; @Dragomir
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