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02-12-2013, 06:25 PM
Acceptance. It was the thing that seemed to be on everyone's mind these days. Including Avalon's. This was only because she was going to the Commander to at least try and gain some sort of acceptance into Dragon Throat. Though she was sure Gaucho had already smoothed most of it over she wanted to make her own impression and make herself look better on her behalf.
This is where she approached Kri. Avalon was not one to be nervous in most situations. This was another situation in which she was not. Actually, she was perfectly relaxed and cool the entire time. A short breeze sent her mane and tail billowing for a short bit. The feathers decorated and set in her mane and tail also followed the same motion except with less freedom and more restriction. Avalon shook her head to get a loose strand of hair out of her eyes sending her feathers flying once more for a split second. The charcoal colored antlers protruding upon the crest of her head followed the same shaking movement. Her silver irises scanned the sandy spot for Kri. The sun was going down and colder temperatures than now were surely going to be setting in, if she assumed correctly. The description she had been given was vague and quick but she was sure she could manage. And thus she did. The stocky framed mare carried the same traits described from the chocolate brown coat to the flaxen mane. Another one of the traits were the chocolate colored wings. She had also been given the fact that Kri carried dark blue eyes but Avalon couldn't see that. Needless to say, she had no doubt in her mind this was Kri. A friendly and warm smile plagued her lips as she approached Kri. "Good day, ma'am. You must be Kri? I am Avalon seeking acceptance into Dragon Throat." |
