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01-22-2013, 05:41 PM
White appendages remain outstretched, pink muzzle outstretched, forelegs straight out. Hind legs are tucked under belly, this was the way the sabino had been taught to fly. White mane and tail whip behind, blue orbs scanning the field below. A mountain was far ahead, best not crash into it.
And then, there was a magnetic like pull, pulling at the mind.
Angling wings downward, beginning to descend towards the origin of the strange pull. There he stood, a grand beast. A bay draft with curled horns and large wings. Said stallion stands, waiting. For what? Who knows. White ears are perked, and blue pools are focused on the stallion. Why was this strange pulse coming from him? Who was he? Daggers trample the grass as legs and muscles work to bring the sabino closer to the mysterious stud. Nostrils flare, mind tries to process thoughts. Green grass tickles stomach, causing muscles to twitch constantly.
White appendages fold slowly, blue pools are kept focused on said stallion. A few words escape the pink lips of the sabino, words are sweet and weaved with respect."Hello, may I ask what your name is? I'm Sierra." Words are spoken directly to the stallion, and eyes are focused on him only. He was some one the sabino had not seen around, so maybe he was new or something? She wished to find out.
Thoughts constantly bounce around skull. Tail slaps hocks, trying to keep flies away from irritating skin. Ears rotate constantly, listening for any others. Chest heaves, blue orbs remain focused on the bay hybrid. The pulling feeling remains, strengthens as sabino steps closer to said stallion. Is he the source? Blue orbs glance suspiciously at the horned stallion before being drawn away. Solid hooves paw at the dirt, elegant head is raised to focus back on said stallion. It's silent as the sabino waits for the stallion to reveal his name.
[[Was turned down in the Veins twice(2) 1st: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=1250 2nd: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=2913 ]]
And then, there was a magnetic like pull, pulling at the mind.
Angling wings downward, beginning to descend towards the origin of the strange pull. There he stood, a grand beast. A bay draft with curled horns and large wings. Said stallion stands, waiting. For what? Who knows. White ears are perked, and blue pools are focused on the stallion. Why was this strange pulse coming from him? Who was he? Daggers trample the grass as legs and muscles work to bring the sabino closer to the mysterious stud. Nostrils flare, mind tries to process thoughts. Green grass tickles stomach, causing muscles to twitch constantly.
White appendages fold slowly, blue pools are kept focused on said stallion. A few words escape the pink lips of the sabino, words are sweet and weaved with respect."Hello, may I ask what your name is? I'm Sierra." Words are spoken directly to the stallion, and eyes are focused on him only. He was some one the sabino had not seen around, so maybe he was new or something? She wished to find out.
Thoughts constantly bounce around skull. Tail slaps hocks, trying to keep flies away from irritating skin. Ears rotate constantly, listening for any others. Chest heaves, blue orbs remain focused on the bay hybrid. The pulling feeling remains, strengthens as sabino steps closer to said stallion. Is he the source? Blue orbs glance suspiciously at the horned stallion before being drawn away. Solid hooves paw at the dirt, elegant head is raised to focus back on said stallion. It's silent as the sabino waits for the stallion to reveal his name.
[[Was turned down in the Veins twice(2) 1st: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=1250 2nd: http://helovia.net/showthread.php?tid=2913 ]]
