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06-08-2014, 01:46 PM
Alysanne The chuckle from Voodoo caused Alysanne to smile - he was so quiet, any such reaction was treasured - but it had a reverse effect on her companion. Hemlock did not find it so wonderful to hear that soft chuckle and see those small smiles. He puffed right up as the stallion went to sniff at him and though there was plenty of distance - the fledgling flapped his wings and struck out with his beak to make sure that distance was maintained. The pegasus, as you might expect, was absolutely horrified by this reaction. “Hemlock! Behave. Voodoo is a dear friend.” She chided the owl, earning an indignant hoot as he turned his back and clamoured down her mane to return to a sleeping spot in her back. Not that he would find sleep again, but he would pretend - he would ignore her for a little while for siding with someone else. Siding with a big oaf of a horse over an adorable little bird. “I apologize, he’s a little protective for such a little owl.” Cute as a button but quite the little temper. Thankfully he wasn’t a misbehaving dragon like Valiance, with a whole host of claws and dangerous features. Those talons stung a little when he wasn’t careful and gripped her skin instead of her mane, but on the whole it wasn’t so bad. She could not begrudge him those little wounds and the little scars that would result. Not when she had been given a gift like this bond, filling at least some of the hole left by not having her son or sister close. Now that it was determined that they hadn’t interrupted anything she had a proposition for her friend. Something Hemlock would not be overly fond of but he was mad at them anyway. He could find a nice poplar branch to cool off on for a little while. Though the black and red stallion seemed distracted, Alysanne was reluctant to leave him to his thoughts so soon. There were questions, dozens of them, bouncing around her mind - they knew so little of each other - but there was one that kept popping up more than the others. “What do you say, Voodoo. Want to run with me? It’s a brilliant night for a race.” The restless feeling has not ceased and she could dance right here on the spot - sweet, graceful movements beneath the starlight - if other options were not available. @[Voodoo] everybody heals with love |
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