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11-16-2012, 04:30 PM
Tallow looked the friesian up and down, her hooves firmly planted on the ground. Hello, my name is Orinthia. "Well, hello there Orinthia, welcome to Helovia." The friesian mare started speaking then of her past, and Tallow's eyes seemed to dilate with loss from another world. "I am sorry about your past and I'm pretty sure Mirage would allow you to stay in the World's Edge for a while." Her eyes still dilated, for a moment it seemed as though she was seeing Figuro all over again. "You remind me of my mate," Tallow whispered through lips firmly pressed together. Her eyes returned to normal. She noticed that a roan stallion had joined the party. "No, I don't think you are intruding," she smiled. He smelled of the Foothills. Here to claim Orinthia? This was her first time recruiting and this stallion had probably done it millions of times. He had three horns on each side of his neck. Interesting.
The stallion was polite. She would've gone with him, to be honest, had he found her before Torasin. But that would've been before she knew of the Edge. Now she would never leave it. "Hello, I am Tallow. I come from the World's Edge. I believe you would've guessed by now, though." The smile was planted firmly. Her ears cocked in Orinthia's direction, listening to the lyrics. A nice, musical chuckle slipped out. Why, indeed?
The stallion was polite. She would've gone with him, to be honest, had he found her before Torasin. But that would've been before she knew of the Edge. Now she would never leave it. "Hello, I am Tallow. I come from the World's Edge. I believe you would've guessed by now, though." The smile was planted firmly. Her ears cocked in Orinthia's direction, listening to the lyrics. A nice, musical chuckle slipped out. Why, indeed?
