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01-19-2013, 04:16 PM
The fae named Ayaka observed the two horses. The older blue roan mare had a quite pretty pelt. It was like nothing she had ever seen. It looked like pure slivery blue steel glimmering in the sun. Her mane and tail were almost black and tinted with the same blueish silver that was on her body. Her wings were the same dark navy blue color as her mane and tail. She she continued to study the sight and scent of her, she noticed a lilac colored gen that hung from a shiny silver chain. It was gorgeous and she could not stop staring at its beauty.
When she finally broke her attention from the jewel, the lupa looked over to the bay roan filly. On her rump, a spot of white with speckles of brown were laid on top of the snowy spot. Her tail looked like it belonged to a lions and made the she-wolf quite confused. Why have I never seen a horse like this before? She wondered. She continued to look at the adorable filly. A crystal horn was set apon the filly’s cranium. She then looked at her eyes. They were amazing. She had never seen anything with green eyes that had flecks of the same purple color of the older mare’s amulet.
The voices from the equines’ voices broke her attention from the filly’s eyes. The fae smiled at them. “It is lovely to meet you, Frost and Aryel.” She then looked at Aryel, replying to her question, “I thought that ever wolf could understand horses.” Ayaka said with a sweet smile.
When she finally broke her attention from the jewel, the lupa looked over to the bay roan filly. On her rump, a spot of white with speckles of brown were laid on top of the snowy spot. Her tail looked like it belonged to a lions and made the she-wolf quite confused. Why have I never seen a horse like this before? She wondered. She continued to look at the adorable filly. A crystal horn was set apon the filly’s cranium. She then looked at her eyes. They were amazing. She had never seen anything with green eyes that had flecks of the same purple color of the older mare’s amulet.
The voices from the equines’ voices broke her attention from the filly’s eyes. The fae smiled at them. “It is lovely to meet you, Frost and Aryel.” She then looked at Aryel, replying to her question, “I thought that ever wolf could understand horses.” Ayaka said with a sweet smile.
