She stood still on the cracked ice taking in the snowy world around the pair of them. Turning her chiseled face to look at the bonded on her back she smiled softly to see his deep black eyes gazing back into her own honey orbs. She knew he was chilly, but there wasn't much that could really be done for him, not in this weather anyway. Lifting her muzzle to the fluffy chick she blew on him carefully trying to at least warm his scaly yellow feet. As she in hailed again a scent came on the wind to her. She turned towards the sound of flapping wings and the scent of a stallion. if she had been a wolf her hair would have been on end a snarl on her lips; instead she pricked her ears before flipping them back slightly. The silver and gold winged Pegasus seemed normal enough, but you could never tell with the really crazy ones.

She watched him weary as he dove towards her and the frozen ground. She hopped suddenly that he would not attempt to land on the ice beside her. Stiffening her wings out beside her she awaited his approach. As he touched down he let out a warm call and she nickered back softly, surely crazy horses didn't call out so politely. he was taller than her, but not as large as some of the others she had met here. Her mind wondered to Ciceron as she took in his grey coat and his gentle voice. 'Dove?' She thought with a vague smile. The cremello painted mare's warm bell voice swam towards him cautiously, "I've been better, I'm just not so sure about..." she paused not wanting to come out and say here misgivings about their herd. "some things."

Her attention had been so divided she did not notice her handsome stallion wondering towards them until he nickered a greeting. At once her dainty dished head flew up and to the right searching for the voice she had learned so well. Excitement made her heart to somersaults. She melted as he smiled; waiting for his deep voice to stroke her ears. His silence unnerved her and she turned anxious honey orbs towards Hawkeye before clearing her throat softly. She felt a little guilty, even though she had no idea why, and unsure of what to do next, even though she longed to throw herself at the handsome unicorn before her. She couldn't hold herself back any long and stepped lightly towards Ciceron her legs trembling slightly with the effort of soft steps. As she neared the edge of the ice on of her cream hooves plunged into the ice, but she hardly noticed. Smiling softly up at the dappled stud she eased up closer to him and pressed her slim muzzle to his much larger one. It was so good to see him, even if it was his fault she was stuck with these crazy people.

Parelia's feminine voice was warmer now that her heart was with her again, "You're name is Hawkeye, correct?" She dipped her head at his reply before continuing, "I am Parelia, and this is Ciceron. We both used to live here before the darkness came." her voice lowered slightly at the last few words. She spoke again turning from Hawkeye to Ciceron smiling brightly she had someone else for the two stallions to meet, and he was growing impatient. She turned her to the right so both of the males could see the fuzzy white chick on her back. She suddenly realized how badly her back needed attention. Penna's claws as well as the flesh below them were red and damp, as scarlet blood slowly welled up. Ignoring the liquid and pain she spoke warmly her eyes on the chick, "This is my companion, Penna. He is a Peregrine Falcon."
"Speach"’Thoughts’
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Tags: @[Hawkeye] @[Ciceron]