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02-25-2016, 01:58 AM
Amaris was never cold.
The chill just did not penetrate - perhaps it was the dragonsblood that flowed through her veins. Perhaps it was the thick pelt that was trimmed by the golden scales. Maybe it was the companions she summoned, who were known to spout warm flames from their muzzles rather frequently, in their mystical play and dance routines.
If anything, the chilly air was pleasant against her warm lungs, a welcome contrast to the sometimes muggy, sticky humidity of the south or dry, coarse winds of the meadow in summer. Amaris was familiar with all seasons across the entire realm - she was not passionately for or against any particular season, for what point was there in stressing over something one could not change?
In saying that, Amaris also did not mind heat, fire. To look at her was to see that she was a creature born of fire, of passion, of magic. Her very existence required it.
So, to find the dragonmare at the great fiery cavern was not wholly unusual, or unexpected.
The peculiar mare with the sky upon her pelt caught her attention before the other thing did. It wasn't until Cirrus had in fact, bent low to consider the strange thing sitting atop a container of light, of fire, that Amaris realised just what she was looking at.
Amaris smiled at the question the first mare posed: it was so direct, so forthright, what more could the dragonmare say in addition? So she made a small wuffle sound to announce her presence, and assumed a neutral, relaxed posture so as not to alarm anyone, before decidedly hanging back, and waiting for something to happen.
Because something always happened with these things.
Wishlist: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=7033
Seeking: Upgrade: Fire x Light | Able to summon 3 small dragon spirits, or 1 royal dragon spirit.
Prior refusals:
1: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=10437
2: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=7980
The chill just did not penetrate - perhaps it was the dragonsblood that flowed through her veins. Perhaps it was the thick pelt that was trimmed by the golden scales. Maybe it was the companions she summoned, who were known to spout warm flames from their muzzles rather frequently, in their mystical play and dance routines.
If anything, the chilly air was pleasant against her warm lungs, a welcome contrast to the sometimes muggy, sticky humidity of the south or dry, coarse winds of the meadow in summer. Amaris was familiar with all seasons across the entire realm - she was not passionately for or against any particular season, for what point was there in stressing over something one could not change?
In saying that, Amaris also did not mind heat, fire. To look at her was to see that she was a creature born of fire, of passion, of magic. Her very existence required it.
So, to find the dragonmare at the great fiery cavern was not wholly unusual, or unexpected.
The peculiar mare with the sky upon her pelt caught her attention before the other thing did. It wasn't until Cirrus had in fact, bent low to consider the strange thing sitting atop a container of light, of fire, that Amaris realised just what she was looking at.
Amaris smiled at the question the first mare posed: it was so direct, so forthright, what more could the dragonmare say in addition? So she made a small wuffle sound to announce her presence, and assumed a neutral, relaxed posture so as not to alarm anyone, before decidedly hanging back, and waiting for something to happen.
Because something always happened with these things.
Wishlist: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=7033
Seeking: Upgrade: Fire x Light | Able to summon 3 small dragon spirits, or 1 royal dragon spirit.
Prior refusals:
1: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=10437
2: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=7980
No need to mirror my post length - I have a horrible case of the rambly writer syndrome!
I like being tagged!
You are always welcome to 'try' and use force/magic on Amaris, but similar to spar posts, leave it to me to decide how the damage is taken please~
