(09-02-2013, 06:47 AM)Artemis Wrote:

It suits ya, he said in that odd accent of his. It wasn't a bad accent, just unusual to the mares ears. It had an odd twinge to it that she liked but it took a moment of repeating his speech in her mind to understand his slang. 'Ya' meant 'you', she figured pretty quickly, and she felt a smile twitch on the corners of her lips. She wasn't sure how exactly one suited a name. It was just a meaningless word given to a child at birth. If she had been named different, she would likely suit that name also. It was all relative. Of course, there were exceptions. For example, she highly doubted she would suit she name 'Fluffy', just as much as he wouldn't suit 'Flower' or something silly. As it was, his name was not Flower, but Tharos. She couldn't say if it suited him or not, but it was a nice enough name. Flower - or Tharos - decided to step closer and Artemis eyed him carefully, her shoulder still pressed against the heavy slab of vertical rock. The closeness made her uncomfortable. Her personal bubble was close to being invaded, but she said nothing. If he got any closer, she couldn't be blamed for any snapping that might occur. Her ears twitched, laying back slightly in a silent warning. As it was, he seemed to be focused on other things - namely, the weather. His eyes had found shelter and he did not hesitate to seek a warmer place to talk. Artemis watched him leave for a moment, having half a mind to stay put - she was a stubborn creature and not fond of being given orders from random stallions - yet as she watched him she felt the cold bite at her ankles. With a disgruntled sigh, she followed him toward the cave. Inside, the rock seemed to have an odd blue tint to it. It glittered despite the darkness of the night. Despite the ice that formed the sides, it was warmer inside and guarded the pair from the wind. She could still hear the whistling wind, yet it was quieter without the ringing sounding in her ears. No doubt their breath would warmth the cave up quickly, not to mention the irritatingly tight space. Though there was more than enough room for the pair, she felt slightly claustrophobic. Trying to keep her distance, she glanced toward the stallion, turning her body so that she could watch the sea and the fluttering of snow that danced by the entrance. "I'll admit, this is an improvement." She stated, shaking her mane as he shook his tail. Wisps of snow had collected in the portions of the braid hanging on the side of her neck. As she shook it, she felt a twinge of pain from the slowly healing wound on her neck. It was a pain that brought a twinge of guilt to her, but she dismissed it. "So, Tharos, why are you out here all alone?" She asked, curious as she watched him from the corner of her eye. speech

@[Tharos]