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07-25-2013, 05:11 PM
The tobiano painted unicorn stallion strolled through the forest once more this time with a mind clouded over by complex thoughts rather than fears. Still the stud wore a smile thinking about his beloved mare who would be there waiting for him when he got home. One of the reflections was about her pertaining to the idea of a family to be formed together one that would stand upon a strong foundation. Besides home life this unicorn had been trying to figure out a plan about exactly he would do in these lands so far going around attempting to find the broken to give them help had given him so many blessings, but there had to be more he could do for others the stud felt it in his soul. Cast’s eyes had been able to adjust in the dark mist since his arrival months ago and now he searched the entrance to this place again to find anyone in need of help if they so wanted it. Moving quickly the unicorn spotted a winged mare and was amazed he had never seen another horse with wings nor of a purple hue. His ears perked as she spoke to herself before rushing in the stallion watched from the shadows observing the girl just in case she was prone to a fit of lashing violence. After a few minutes the paint stepped out laughing noticing she had been stopped by a cliff at the fact she didn’t just simply fly up to the top of it. “ Hello there my name is Castiel yours” the stallion projected comfort in his body language to the best of his ability.
