Descaro watched the mare reply, proffering his head at the compliment of his title happy she had acknowledged it. His mane lifted a little in the slight breeze, revealing the toned curve of his neck. Faelene spoke once more, broadening the smile of the Warrior's face as she agreed to come back with him. The steed flicked his thick obsidian tail and turned half way, as if motioning to go back from where he came. A moment crossed his mind as he wondered if she was a racist unicorn. He decided to wait on that question until they had ventured back into the herd land and not discuss it openly in the Threshold. |
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keep your eyes open - by Faelene - 08-05-2012, 03:18 AM
RE: keep your eyes open - by Descaro - 08-05-2012, 08:58 AM
RE: keep your eyes open - by Faelene - 08-05-2012, 12:46 PM
RE: keep your eyes open - by Descaro - 08-10-2012, 05:54 PM
RE: keep your eyes open - by Faelene - 08-10-2012, 06:52 PM
RE: keep your eyes open - by Descaro - 08-11-2012, 07:38 AM
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