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The faith of friendship (Questing; Ali)
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Midas the Gallant Posts: 1,164
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Stallion :: Pegasus :: 14.3 hh :: Immortal :: Soul is 7 (FF) Buff: HUNTER
Fina :: Common Zephyr :: Phoenix & Wakiya & Neve :: Common Zephyr :: Arctic Angel
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      It didn’t take long before his expected company arrived. She came like so many others during the coolness of morning to drink and refresh self before either trailing off for afternoon duties or seeking shade for a lazy day of motherhood teaching and rest. Her sleek frame came into view, still having an enticing curve at a peaking maturity. Wasting little time for rude gawking as wasn’t in his nature; he lead back down to water’s edge and followed a muddy path toward her, a soft whinny escaping to alert said company of pleasant approach. A mellow tan colt stayed near her side, soft pelt covered in baby down that was familiar for his species. Little nubby horns had yet to emerge through stubble rounded spots along the forehead.

Drawing close to them both he said politely and with light vocal, “Good morning lady Ktulu,” a smile tugged at the corners of his lips as pitless eyes lowered to fall upon the young Pegasus, “and good morning to you as well Sir, Hototo.” He wasn’t the hesitant type of man so once greeting was over with the golden stud went right to the heart of his reasoning, clearing throat he uttered, “Forgive my abrupt self,” the muscles along his wings trembled as a soft breeze trailed past, forelimb rose to paw mud from his left hoof, “I pay visit with purpose this day, if you would hear me out; my gratitude could not be measured,” Midas was sure with his choice of temporary companionship. When the father of earth had spoken of a unicorn; she had been the first to happen upon mind. Forelock fell forward and drifted across his features.

Tone softened as he visited upon the subject lacing his heart, “The lord of earth has blessed me with his presence an evening before now,” withers flexed, neck shifted to turn skull in general direction of his journey, “and took pity upon this soul to grant a request that is dear to my heart.”
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RE: The faith of friendship (Questing; Ali) - by Midas - 08-24-2012, 09:26 AM

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