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The small brown mare blushed with warm glowing cheeks in the old night at Midas' offer of his home to her. She pondered in her scrum mind at his hospitable offer, and came out with the curious echo of "A warmer patch of green, would be a very charming at the moment. Not to be rude, of what use would I be in your home?" Yuri voiced in her dainty british voice, cming from deep within her throat. Droplets of misty steam fluttering from her lips, condensing, and plummeting to the harsh icy ground. Her hooves, shivering, lightly sitting atop of the ice layered snow. Her mane billowed in the gentle frostfall breeze, enshrouding her entire body in a chilling sensation. She gazed hopefully into the stallions shimmering, deep eyes. He was not much taller than her, an unusual occurance for a mare of such a petite size. Midas must be a fierce warrior to keep up with all the other larger stallions. Yuri looked at his great wings, shimmering under the Aurora Borealis. For the mare had seen very few pegasus in her short life so far. All of them leading up to midas were, arrogant, and cocky. Knowing they could easily avoid any equines with a flap of their wings, but Midas seemed different. He was compassionate to the newcomer. He welcomed the stranger into his world with open arms. She hoped for others like him in his land. Or anywhere else here in this new land.
[Oh, no prob about the wait, I was on a foxhunt anyways :3]
