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12-05-2012, 01:28 PM
Yiska i am no bird, and no net ensnares me The dun stallion pulled at a few fresh blades of grass that poked through the desert floor. Sure, they weren't as succulent as the grass that grew in meadows or dense forests, but he didn't mind. His tail flicked softly behind him, eyes half closed in relaxation. The wall that had slowly gained height helped soothe his nerves. This was home. It was safe, guarded, protecting him from the wicked unicorns that threatened this land. In the distance, his keen ears caught a bit of conversation. He lifted his head, swallowing that last bit of grass in his mouth. The chocolate spots below his eyes captured the glare of the sun, making it easier to spot two specks in the distance that had entered through the Wall. One smelled slightly familiar - It was Lynx. Yiska had yet to formally meet the unicorn stallion, but he knew Lynx was a friend. The other, a pegasus stallion, Yiska didn't recognize. Leaving his spot, he trotted towards the pair, head held high and confident, his looming size softened by the kindness in his grey pools. "Hello, there!" he called out, making his approach known. He finally came to a halt a leap away from the set. "I am Yiska. I am new here, as well, but perhaps introducing myself will make me less of a stranger. What are your names, comrades?" Dipping his head in respect, he then stood in silence, waiting for a response. |
