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12-05-2012, 08:09 PM
Pressing his right wing, the one covering his scar, closer to himself, Note smiled up at Yiska, the dun stallion approaching the pair.
"My name is Note, and this," He said with a gesture to the buckskin stallion next to him, knowing his inability to speak so he answered for him, "is Lynx." Note started to study Yiska more, the deep brown spots beneath his eyes catching his eyes immediately. He had never seen such markings on a horse, then again, the horses he grew up with were black and bays. Every now and then, he'd see a horse with stripes here and there on their bodies, like Note's, but the markings on these horses were much more lovely and vibrant.
He smiled hastily at Yiska, flicking an ear back at Lynx, still aware of his presence.
"My name is Note, and this," He said with a gesture to the buckskin stallion next to him, knowing his inability to speak so he answered for him, "is Lynx." Note started to study Yiska more, the deep brown spots beneath his eyes catching his eyes immediately. He had never seen such markings on a horse, then again, the horses he grew up with were black and bays. Every now and then, he'd see a horse with stripes here and there on their bodies, like Note's, but the markings on these horses were much more lovely and vibrant.
He smiled hastily at Yiska, flicking an ear back at Lynx, still aware of his presence.
