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09-16-2012, 07:00 AM
 Dell was deep in her thoughts as she drank the cold water. A war was coming - she knew it, but she also knew that it wouldn't begin just yet. Would she participate? Maybe. She closed her eyes and raised her muzzle right above the water to breath. She may be useful in case someone tried to steal one of their members again. Though she felt guilty about their doctor - d'Artagnan. The Throat had stolen him, and she didn't even know anything about it until it was too late. But she had been doing her job with the mystical stallion Deimos. A sigh left the black mare's lips, and she sunk her black muzzle into the water once more. She loved her rank in the herd, it made her feel important. In her father's herd, she had been nothing at all except for the pathetic daughter of a leader. Bullied, disliked, raped... She was nothing. Now, she's one of the two who kept herdmembers from being stolen. Galloping hooves made the mare wake up from her thoughts, and aware of the fact that someone was coming towards the river. But she didn't care enough to raise her head and see who it was. Delinne continued drinking, and just as she was done a voice called her name. "Delinne!" The mare turned her head towards the voice, and saw a grullo stallion standing there. Didn't she know that stallion from somewhere...? Then she saw the spiderweb-like marking on his face, and grinned. "Lace!", she called, and started to move towards the equine. She laughed in joy of finding someone familiar, and not a stranger. The Friesian looked at him, observing him with two blue orbs. "It's nice to see you again, what brings you all the way here?" She stopped laughing, and smiled with her whole face. "My question is; What are you doing here? It's nice to see you as well.", she said and looked at him. He was taller than her, but not as muscular build - so they seemed equally big as they stood in front of each other. The mare saw the little Fajira flying over his head, and smiled even wider before she turned her eyes to the grullo again. "To answer your question, I'm just here to calm down a bit and have a cold drink. I'm happy to see you, Lace." The mare nudged the stallions neck, and laughed a bit. She still couldn't understand that he was here with the little lovable dragon. Word count: 421 OOC: Fantasy overload o__o Walk, walk, walk. "Talk, talk, talk." Think, think, think. |
