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Didn't you calm my fears with a Cheshire Cat smile?
The first thing the girl noticed, was that they both had peculiar names. Although, she shouldn't be talking as her mother would say. Spice had only known two other names in her lifetime. Hers, and Mother. Now these two. They were honestly, both beautiful names. Interesting and just so different Spice had to hold herself from asking what they even meant. But when the girl heard the word Dragon she dealt even more scared than when she heard about the World's Edge. They both sounded scary, but Dragons... Oh, the stories she was told about Dragons. Always so...Fiery. She hoped there where no dragons here. Where ever here was. "Are there dragons...In Dragons Throat?" She asked, a bit timidly.
But before she could get a reply, a ball of white fluff was hurtled at her. It hit her in the shoulder, planting a cold burst where it hit, the coldness spread. Her body. She loved it.
She loved this feeling.
She looked over at the smirking mare, and although she didn't seem like the kind of horse to start too much fun. Although, the smirk in her face was telling Spice otherwise. She had already been rolling up another to flick up at Spice. The little filly whinnied, her head tossing. It wasn't a graceful toss, it was a wild one. Hair flying eyes crazy and fun. The snowball hit her in the chest. It was so cold, and perfect. Spice loved the cold. She had decided on that.
She then bent over, muzzle down in the cold snow, rolling her own little ball, she flicked it up at Bucephalus, a little whinny erupting from her chest into the calm atmosphere turned playful and exiting. Her emerald eyes blinked several times before adjusting a gaze if stern, though challenging glaze to them.
ooc;; Hi! This was mobile, sorry for any horrid spelling!
@[Bucephalus] @[Jahzara]
The first thing the girl noticed, was that they both had peculiar names. Although, she shouldn't be talking as her mother would say. Spice had only known two other names in her lifetime. Hers, and Mother. Now these two. They were honestly, both beautiful names. Interesting and just so different Spice had to hold herself from asking what they even meant. But when the girl heard the word Dragon she dealt even more scared than when she heard about the World's Edge. They both sounded scary, but Dragons... Oh, the stories she was told about Dragons. Always so...Fiery. She hoped there where no dragons here. Where ever here was. "Are there dragons...In Dragons Throat?" She asked, a bit timidly.
But before she could get a reply, a ball of white fluff was hurtled at her. It hit her in the shoulder, planting a cold burst where it hit, the coldness spread. Her body. She loved it.
She loved this feeling.
She looked over at the smirking mare, and although she didn't seem like the kind of horse to start too much fun. Although, the smirk in her face was telling Spice otherwise. She had already been rolling up another to flick up at Spice. The little filly whinnied, her head tossing. It wasn't a graceful toss, it was a wild one. Hair flying eyes crazy and fun. The snowball hit her in the chest. It was so cold, and perfect. Spice loved the cold. She had decided on that.
She then bent over, muzzle down in the cold snow, rolling her own little ball, she flicked it up at Bucephalus, a little whinny erupting from her chest into the calm atmosphere turned playful and exiting. Her emerald eyes blinked several times before adjusting a gaze if stern, though challenging glaze to them.
ooc;; Hi! This was mobile, sorry for any horrid spelling!
@[Bucephalus] @[Jahzara]
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