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08-20-2012, 04:36 PM
Quiach stepped, light-footed, beside the white pegasus mare. He was a rich, deep earthy brown, with flanks dappled golden. He was good-looking, with lithe grace and slender, but powerful muscles beneath his thin skin. Green eyes, a long black 'ribby' horn, and black cloven hooves. His tail was a long, corded muscle, lion-like tail. His dark mane, nearly black, matched the thick, fine hair falling from his beneath his tailbone. The stallion paused, sniffing the air, nostrils flaring. Smells like pegasus, he thought uneasily, before chiding himself. Of course it did! He was in the middle of the damn pegasus territory! With possibly hostile creatures ready to divebomb him. Maybe he shouldn't have agreed to his mate. Quiach shook away his worries, glancing up at the sky. Nothing flying above that he noticed. He was sure they wouldn't attack him immediately. At least Ree was here. Hopefully they wouldn't think she was some kind of traitor to the pegasus race, bringing a unicorn to the heart of the flying horses' territory. He threw another glance at Ree. She was looking around, ears perked, looking only the tiniest bit worried.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" She called. Quiach shifted nervously.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" She called. Quiach shifted nervously.
