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01-27-2016, 05:07 PM
Rexanna watched gently as everything began to unfold before her. She carried the feather gently between her teeth, but stayed silent until she noticed Ashamin’s newest companion as he found his way by her side. A smile turned up the corner of her lips gently as her gaze danced down onto the blood red cerndyr. Reaching down, she greeted the deer gently before moving away from the father of her child and the rest of the group. She dipped the tip of the feather into a bit of a purple color, more than likely from some kind of purply berries before escaping to the outside of the tent. She noticed Erebos first as well as his companion. Offering a nod to him, she moved along to the other side of the tent.
Determination crossed the mare’s brow as she began to use the teal feather to draw what she thought looked like the opening of the entrance to Helovia, dark purples showing that just over the ridge, the Sentinels watched with an almost judgemental stare. She seemed content with how this was going so far, but soon began to realize that she needed another color. So she stepped back from the side of the tent where she had begun her environment to gaze at it and wonder what kind of colors she could find. With a thought in her mind, she stepped back into the tent and noticed as others had painted on one another. She laughed to them gently, moving toward the paint and grabbing a bit of a blue color, moving over to Ashamin once again, blue gaze hoping to catch his before reaching to him along a part of his pelt that was white near his hind, gracing it with four small hoofprints, a symbol that Rexanna thought was a great one to symbolize his fatherhood.
She offered him a smile, waiting until he saw what it looked like before she would run outside again to continue her painting. Her eyes danced between the conversations of Tiamat and Johnny and the joy that they seemed to have and waited, watching the candy man and the ocean mare with a deep happiness that seemed to be rooted somewhere between either her newly found family or the one she had all along, the Basin.
"Talk."
Determination crossed the mare’s brow as she began to use the teal feather to draw what she thought looked like the opening of the entrance to Helovia, dark purples showing that just over the ridge, the Sentinels watched with an almost judgemental stare. She seemed content with how this was going so far, but soon began to realize that she needed another color. So she stepped back from the side of the tent where she had begun her environment to gaze at it and wonder what kind of colors she could find. With a thought in her mind, she stepped back into the tent and noticed as others had painted on one another. She laughed to them gently, moving toward the paint and grabbing a bit of a blue color, moving over to Ashamin once again, blue gaze hoping to catch his before reaching to him along a part of his pelt that was white near his hind, gracing it with four small hoofprints, a symbol that Rexanna thought was a great one to symbolize his fatherhood.
She offered him a smile, waiting until he saw what it looked like before she would run outside again to continue her painting. Her eyes danced between the conversations of Tiamat and Johnny and the joy that they seemed to have and waited, watching the candy man and the ocean mare with a deep happiness that seemed to be rooted somewhere between either her newly found family or the one she had all along, the Basin.
"Talk."
I had a dream you were two towns from me
GOT TO SLEEP,
spent the whole night
spent the whole night
running
Rex mentioned a few! However, decided to paint a few small hoofprints onto Ashamin that she thought would be like a symbol of his fatherhood :3 Also, sorry its rather short.
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Permission given for moderate power play.
Feel free to use magic/force on Rexanna, without killing her.
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