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09-30-2014, 06:28 PM
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The ghostly lady walked softly, the rustle of the grass only heard now and then. Her fine, dished face lifted to the warmth of the high sun, and nostrils flared as she nickered. The sun rune around her neck soaked up the heat too, as it always did. When she lowered her head, she noticed someone she didn't see before. The other was laying down, almost as if cradling something. The lady started walking in his direction, knowing he would most probably see her coming across the open field. She stopped halfway there, once again raising her head. Pale white nostrils stretched wide as she drank the other's scent. He had no particular scent stuck to him, but another scent lingered, the scent of earth. Of wet ground. A soft snort came from the lady as she watched the unicorn, her delicate ears pinned forward. She lowered her head and walked farther, he tail swishing lazily. Upon coming closer, she realized the unicorn was a stallion. There was something about him that set her at ease. Her soft heart knew when she found a kind one. "Hello," she said softly, curiously. He was cradling an egg! A soft little giggle fell from her lips, signalling her delight. Her mind drifted to Jakar and his egg, she had only met him and the mare a while ago. Her eyes fell upon the stranger's as she waited for a response. He was quite handsome, a white blaze kissing his forehead and dripping down to his muzzle. He wore white on his leg as well, and a speckled pattern of yet more white decorated his barrel. A brilliant blue horn came from his forehead. Kirah's shoulders itched, reminding her of her own horns and the joy of being in another horned one's company. "Speech" Tag;; @[Apollo] @[Sikeax] Words;; Notes;; :) |
