.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
11-11-2012, 12:48 AM
Basya trotted along, her eyes taking in everything. She flicked her ears and saw two mares. She trotted to them. A brindle mare spoke with her cougar companion while a buckskin unicorn wondered where the grass had gone. Basya laughed gently at the mare. She noticed the brindle speak, and attempt a smile. Basya felt an evil aura from the brindle. Her cougar seemed to eye the buckskin as prey. She folded her wings up nice, and opened her mouth to speak."Hello. I'm Basya. Who are you?" The buckskin seemed faintly recognizable. Basya stood, admiring the falling snow, looking at each pattern, memorizing it's beauty. Walk walk walk "Talk, talk, talk." Think Think Think OOC: Just joinin' in. My muse is dead so this post is bad. Word Count:106 |
||
Code generated by Tintedglass Layout Generator
