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02-09-2015, 03:22 PM
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Laedere ❈ when you go home everything looks different ❈
Her body flashed, cremello colouring taking on a deeper pink hue in the slight of the day. Her lime green markings radiant against it as she pulled her way forward, deeper into the meadow in order to explore. Pink eyes flickered around, soaking up the environment as if it would disappear (the way that she always did) and trying to place a wide array of stories in its place. Alas, the first thing that crossed her path was not the wild blossoms of thistle, no it was this creation like a ship with trees and vines wrapping around it to hold it together. Can mineself truly regard mine eyes? Thine gospel hath given us an intricate creation that has taken conception upon thee lands? She struggled to place just what was happening, feathers ruffling in an awkward manner before she allowed her audits to perk up and fully take in what it was this giant creature before her (cast in muddy, earthen browns, with huge wings as well as horns protruding from his skull) was deciding to say. He spoke of peace, of easy times, and then said to pair up. Awkwardly she peered around, orbs instantly drawn toward the mare who carried a large tree upon her back. "Would thee be willing to grace mineself with thee's partnership in these endaveours?" she inquired, head tilting delicately to the side before offering her name. "Mineself dawns the name of Laedere, what might ye's be?" Laedere && Fig |
