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10-25-2016, 09:32 AM
Isopia
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Hubris trilled an apologetic cry as he splashed snow towards Myrrine. However his smile quickly spread on his bronzey features as he realized that she wasn't cross with him. Still, he forced himself to remember that his wings were capable of inadvertently flicking the white stuff about, and so he folded them tightly against his sides.
It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.. Isopia's skull bobbed slightly in acknowledgement, but not necessarily reciprocation. How could one possibly judge if it was a pleasure to make someone's acquaintance, especially if you'd only just met? Either this mare must say the same to everyone, and so it was meaningless, or perhaps she already knew something about Isopia. That would explain why she had offered her own name, but not asked for one in return. The name The Mountain that Knows had spread far and wide throughout Helovia, and after the few public interactions she had had with her Father, her lineage wasn't as secret as it perhaps once was.
The demigoddess's broad shoulders shrugged in response to the comment on the weather. Isopia didn't know, but she had an inkling that it would. After the incredibly dry Tallsun and this bitter Orangemoon, she thought Frostfall would be very cold indeed.
As an actual question was posed her way, Isopia's ears perked forward and her death-marked skull tilted slightly as she considered this. She hadn't been actively searching for stones as cold as ice, and so an answer was not immediately present in her vast mind. Not to hers, but it seemed Hubris already an answer.
The dragonling brightened instantly, waving his clawed hands to bring the attention back to himself. With a wide, toothy grin, the dragon dug down through the snow trying to find a stone. It took him a few minutes, for the land here was fairly barren, and beneath the snow was merely a layer of rock and ice. There weren't many loose stones to be had. Eventually he did find out, and he brought it out of a drift with a trill of triumph. Placing it gently upon the ground, he retreated a step and looked at the stone. Then he opened his jaws, and an icy blast rocketed from beneath his teeth. As it struck the stone, the cold swept down into the heart of the mineral, and then froze the surface solid.
Hubris looked to Myrrine, and then to Isopia, then back to Myrrine again.
"He wants to know if this is the sort of thing you had in mind."
@Myrrine
Hubris trilled an apologetic cry as he splashed snow towards Myrrine. However his smile quickly spread on his bronzey features as he realized that she wasn't cross with him. Still, he forced himself to remember that his wings were capable of inadvertently flicking the white stuff about, and so he folded them tightly against his sides.
It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.. Isopia's skull bobbed slightly in acknowledgement, but not necessarily reciprocation. How could one possibly judge if it was a pleasure to make someone's acquaintance, especially if you'd only just met? Either this mare must say the same to everyone, and so it was meaningless, or perhaps she already knew something about Isopia. That would explain why she had offered her own name, but not asked for one in return. The name The Mountain that Knows had spread far and wide throughout Helovia, and after the few public interactions she had had with her Father, her lineage wasn't as secret as it perhaps once was.
The demigoddess's broad shoulders shrugged in response to the comment on the weather. Isopia didn't know, but she had an inkling that it would. After the incredibly dry Tallsun and this bitter Orangemoon, she thought Frostfall would be very cold indeed.
As an actual question was posed her way, Isopia's ears perked forward and her death-marked skull tilted slightly as she considered this. She hadn't been actively searching for stones as cold as ice, and so an answer was not immediately present in her vast mind. Not to hers, but it seemed Hubris already an answer.
The dragonling brightened instantly, waving his clawed hands to bring the attention back to himself. With a wide, toothy grin, the dragon dug down through the snow trying to find a stone. It took him a few minutes, for the land here was fairly barren, and beneath the snow was merely a layer of rock and ice. There weren't many loose stones to be had. Eventually he did find out, and he brought it out of a drift with a trill of triumph. Placing it gently upon the ground, he retreated a step and looked at the stone. Then he opened his jaws, and an icy blast rocketed from beneath his teeth. As it struck the stone, the cold swept down into the heart of the mineral, and then froze the surface solid.
Hubris looked to Myrrine, and then to Isopia, then back to Myrrine again.
"He wants to know if this is the sort of thing you had in mind."
@Myrrine
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