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03-08-2013, 10:40 PM
Spidery legs striped with blue highlights provide frail-appearing support to a body of polished, carefully-chiseled ivory give this foal a feminine, fairy-like appearance. Almost in confirmation, she displays a fuzzy mane of smooth blue streaked with tawny. Fake timid eyes of celestial cyan hues peer out from a pink-hued ring of earth that is locked about his optics, not too far from the gradient of diluted mahogany that tints her muzzle. She is not a particularly massive or exceptional specimen of her species, but she is far from the worst. At this current rate of growth it appears as if she'll be at around 15.3 hands, averaging a little above middle ground between the heights of her mother and father. Already a bit of a long fellow, Demetrie will end up being somewhat beautiful, and will likely weigh in at around a thin slim weight.
She had a job. A job to do. To do this was very important to her family. Her family was the assassins. Demetrie was their spy, and she needed to do this now. She just needed to find the leader, but her voiceless drone would stop her from doing this.. well it would make this harder.. She needed all the information from this herd she could manage to suck up. She would possibly have to join this herd, and this could be a bonus or a negative. Where had her precious Spots gone? She had to focus. Her laspse in focus would kill her if they continued happened. She had to get into the mind frame.
She had to do this. She needed to. I have come not dwell on Spots, but suck the information out of these spineless fools. Her thoughts were mature for her foal-like body. She was a steel form. Muscular, and developed mentally. She'd be one to watch in the future.
She had a job. A job to do. To do this was very important to her family. Her family was the assassins. Demetrie was their spy, and she needed to do this now. She just needed to find the leader, but her voiceless drone would stop her from doing this.. well it would make this harder.. She needed all the information from this herd she could manage to suck up. She would possibly have to join this herd, and this could be a bonus or a negative. Where had her precious Spots gone? She had to focus. Her laspse in focus would kill her if they continued happened. She had to get into the mind frame.
She had to do this. She needed to. I have come not dwell on Spots, but suck the information out of these spineless fools. Her thoughts were mature for her foal-like body. She was a steel form. Muscular, and developed mentally. She'd be one to watch in the future.
