it has come to pass...
The colorless mare kept a trained visual on the inhabitants that kept coming. How many were going to arrive out of curiosity other than duty? The first was a chocolate mare with burnt tassels that adorned her, as well as her overly large wings. She appeared not all there, but she also didn’t hold the youthfulness of the next body to greet the lignea and unicorn. The second called herself Cirrus. She was less imposing than her companion, and her pelt was literally a canvas that mimicked the weather. Glacier spheres were quite intrigued and the ivory horned mare smiled with a slight dip of her crown as she was introduced.
“It is a pleasure to meet you Cirrus.” NADIRA’s lyrics were like a nightingale’s, soft, sweet, but bold.
The last member of the Throat to join the group was a painted mare, known as Onni. She held more of a healer’s aura who had experience. Again, NADIRA gave a slight bow to Onni and let Willow do most of the talking. As she had no idea what was in store, or what Willow exactly planned to do or say. It was clear, though, the achromatic mare had made a smart decision in keeping the Foothill’s healer company. For she was able to see the rest of the lands Helovia had to provide, without feeling like she had been intruding for no particular reason.
NADIRA, patient, waited for Onni and Cirrus to accept Willow’s offer. It was quite exciting. To think a meeting with all the lands healers and medics, coming to together to tech each other what they knew. The timeless essence, both beautiful inside and out, thought it a wonderful idea, but held her pleasure within, keeping her composure proper. This was no time to go on expressing what a wonderful idea it was. Time would soon answer their quest, as well as the personal decision and opinion of the two mares.
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N A D I R A
the essence of timeless beauty
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