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S P I C E The day -it was wonderful-. The girl couldn't seem to call back the reason of her reluctance to talk to this man in the first place, he seemed nice. Though, she did not understand the word he used to describe her. Pale? Maybe he was referring to her fur? She decided not to make a big deal of it, because she wanted to have a nice and calm day. No need for misunderstandings and thinking when you can have a little fun! Be a little lose! She tried on a wider smile for size as she approached. The spotted and horned man had picked something up and lifted it onto his back from the sand. It had settled it's self in in the curve of his back, though it's head still turned toward the girl. Hm. It did not have eyes so Spice had no idea what it could be. Funny, how eyes make such a difference sometimes. Maybe a fariae? The girl suddenly kind of wanted it to be a fariae. Something interesting and new and...new. Realizing how much the girl liked new, she smiled even wider -if possible- and dipped her head to him as she comes to a halt in front of the two. "Apollo, Zola, my name is Spice..of the Dragons Throat." The girl's emerald eyes blinked a few times at the thing on his back. So curious and yet...she wasn't allowed to think too hard today. It was a free day. Free days are when you would have to let yourself be loose and free and you are not allowed to think too hard. Oh! She just loved these kind of days. Though she planned for this to be a free day, her mind flashed about a thousand times a minute, it seemed. The way she would think of something, -like fariaes- for a moment, and free days the next...she was happy. Content. Something more than what she was before. She woke up new each day like this, thinking of new things, remembering old stories her mother used to tell her. She woke up each day new. And she liked it that way. Spice talks. Sorry for the wait, my muse went out like a light for the past few weeks. So sorry! @[Apollo] |
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