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| Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE |
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Altair :: Common Cerndyr :: Starpast
prissy |
07-29-2013, 06:35 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-29-2013, 06:35 AM by Frost Fyre.)
@[Descaro]
 | | The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
Her nicker was answered, her father walking towards her. His pace quickened as he neared her. She didn't know what to expect from him. A smile so sweet and words so soft? Or maybe he would glare at her at tell her how thin and tiny she was looking? She didn't know. Staring at him, she gave a gentle smile, lifting her head slightly. Descaro approached her, his velveteen muzzle hitting hers, a gentle greeting. He withdrew his muzzle from hers, a half smile on his dark lips. The fae returned the smile, emeralds gazing into her father's blue pools.
He asked how she was, and that it looks like she's grown. She just blinked, not knowing how to react. Swallowing, she smiled and spoke a response to her father. But she halted, her mouth half open. What was she supposed to call him? Daddy, father, sire, sir? She didn't know for sure. In fact, she didn't even know his name, at least, she couldn't remember it. No matter how hard she tried, it never came to her. Figuring calling him daddy suited her well enough, she want with it. "Daddy, it's nice to see you again. I believe it's been several months since we last talked, or, met. I've been well, thinking about my future." Oh yes, wow your father with talk of the future. What was there to talk about? Maybe this was her chance to ask about her almost-forgotten-feelings for Mesec? No, that wasn't something a father talked about with his daughter. That was more, mother daughter stuff, right?
Looking at her sire, the bay fae knew exactly where she received her coat color. And she knew where her crystalline horn came from as well. It was her father who also gave her the wavy, silken hair that hung against her shoulders. Her glimmering eyes just looked at her father, her tail sweeping back and forth, leaving two little piles of snow. "Daddy? How did you and Leyra meet?" So this, this is what she was going to ask? She had much better things to talk about, like learning how to fight. Maybe this would be something they could talk about later? Yes, she would ask her father about sparring and fighting later, after they talked about him and her mother. For she wanted to know, and thought she had the right to know.
[[iffy post -shrugs- and it's ok imi dear <33]]
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