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01-02-2014, 05:32 PM
She hadn't flown in a while. Being stuck in her last kingdom, very few were adorned with wings and the ability of flight, thus, flight was generally a no-go as she had to keep in touch with the citizens.
But now she was free. Oxy had met her with pretty decent graces, and she was now dubbed a citizen of the Asylum, which wasn't exactly something she was comfortable with voicing yet. So now, she found herself flying. She moved with grace as she took off. A gentle running start, coupled with a graceful jump had her gliding through the air on her snowy wings. She moved over a beautiful area covered in violet flowers. She almost had the mind to stop, but she kept moving. The wind blew through her, invigorating her very senses. The cool air took a warmer turn as she approached waves and a sandy shore in the distance.
With ease, she alighting the ground, sliding to a halt and sand flying in the air. She stopped with a gleeful snort, stamping her feet playful, creating canals in the sand. She moved towards the ocean, the wet sand sticking awkwardly to her hooves. She trekked lightly, for she did not want to stain her still pristine coat, as it was in perfect condition. She let out a playful nicker, calling out to all who were though, although she was completely oblivious to those around her.
@[Vulture]
But now she was free. Oxy had met her with pretty decent graces, and she was now dubbed a citizen of the Asylum, which wasn't exactly something she was comfortable with voicing yet. So now, she found herself flying. She moved with grace as she took off. A gentle running start, coupled with a graceful jump had her gliding through the air on her snowy wings. She moved over a beautiful area covered in violet flowers. She almost had the mind to stop, but she kept moving. The wind blew through her, invigorating her very senses. The cool air took a warmer turn as she approached waves and a sandy shore in the distance.
With ease, she alighting the ground, sliding to a halt and sand flying in the air. She stopped with a gleeful snort, stamping her feet playful, creating canals in the sand. She moved towards the ocean, the wet sand sticking awkwardly to her hooves. She trekked lightly, for she did not want to stain her still pristine coat, as it was in perfect condition. She let out a playful nicker, calling out to all who were though, although she was completely oblivious to those around her.
