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a crown for the taking

Bucephalus the Morningstar Posts: 292
Hidden Account atk: 7 | def: 9.5 | dam: 4
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 16.1 :: 6 || Tallsun HP: 67 | Buff: NOVICE
Azeeza :: Orange-breasted Falcon :: None Tribs
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It had been quite some time since the black's last trip to the Threshold... Whilst his herd needed so many things crafted, and he understood the rush, he couldn't help but sneak away some time to, perhaps, bring someone to the welcoming yet demanding arms of the desert. No other land baked it's denizens so, seemingly merciless and uncaring to the suffering of it's people. Yet no other land was as exotic, as beautiful and alive as the sands of the Throat. It was Bucephalus's opinion, of course, and on the journey here he could not help but reflect upon his own arrival to the borderlands.

Trees moved below, at a pace far slower than he was used to, however that was easily excused by the fledgling chick flying at his side. Azeeza's wings were strong, her body young, however she refused him whenever he tried to coax her to rest upon his back. The girl was stubborn, proud, and had the Morningstar hopelessly wrapped around her talon, and she knew it.

T'was not Azeeza, however, that spotted the regal grace of one bred from the desert down below. Excitement rose through Bucephalus's dark chest at the sight of a fellow delicate creature, and he tucked wings, gliding down towards the younger pegasus in a controlled dive. Wings extended, fanning the air to slow his descent before he landed with ease upon the grasses, bowing his head towards the filly, Azeeza alighting upon his feathered shoulders, her gold gaze studying the blue mare curiously.

"Good morning!" His voice was cheery as he raised his head, ears pricked towards her. She carried herself as a queen, graceful and light-footed, an equal match to his own restlessness shown in the way he constantly moved; a flick of an ear here, a hoof patting the ground, a feather rustling. It was his hope to charm the filly to the desert sands, to the home of their shared ancestors. "My name is Bucephalus, a crafter for the Dragon's Throat herd. Mind if I inquire as to your name?" He tilted his head, amused and curious.


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Messages In This Thread
a crown for the taking - by Daenarys - 03-15-2015, 04:59 PM
RE: a crown for the taking - by Bucephalus - 03-15-2015, 06:07 PM
RE: a crown for the taking - by Daenarys - 03-15-2015, 07:04 PM
RE: a crown for the taking - by Bucephalus - 03-18-2015, 01:07 AM
RE: a crown for the taking - by Daenarys - 03-20-2015, 03:08 AM
RE: a crown for the taking - by Blu - 04-05-2015, 11:47 PM

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