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03-15-2015, 07:04 PM
DAENARYS
two years . blue roan . sixteen one hands . pintabian As her mind was wandering, she was pulled from her thoughts to the sound of something diving through the air. Her pale blue eyes snapped to look at the black pegasus stallion who had just landed in front of her. Startled, she took a step back, unfurling her large white wings in defense. Her heart rose in her chest in a mixture of surprise and a pinch of happiness at the fact that another creature was here. Now that he was in focus, Daenarys' pools of blue studied him, carefully. This stallion could either be like her foolish brother or her honorable father. Which one of the two, she was currently uncertain. He had golden eyes, and large black wings with golden feathers. He was nearly the same height as herself, currently only a bit taller. He had the look of that which she had-- graceful and regal. The way he danced around, was quite restless but charming in a way. His golden feathers ruffled and Daenarys couldn't help but let out a small smile. He's very attractive, she thought to herself. Good morning! he spoke cheerfully, with what seemed like much confidence. As he pranced around her, Daenarys tilted her head and her small smile turned to a smirk. My name is Bucephalus, a crafter for the Dragon's Throat herd. Mind if I inquire as to your name? His amusement made her heart flutter and all the heat in this forest seemed to flush it's way onto her face. Damn these girlish feelings, she scolded herself playfully. "Well it's in no way polite to swoop down on a young filly like that... Bucephalus," she let the name roll off her tongue, getting the feel for it. What an interesting name, she thought to herself. A.. unique name. "My name is Daenarys of..." she thought about including her previous home, as she was so used to introducing herself like royalty but decided it against it. This was her new start. No need for old customs, "...well of nowhere of importance anymore." She thought about the name of the land he had said he was from... Dragon's Throat. Well that doesn't really seem like anywhere pleasant. If anything it sounded hot and that was not the type of place she was looking for... However if that's where this stallion lived, perhaps she'd consider it. "Where's this... Dragon's Throat?" she playfully batted her eyes, smirking, "it sure doesn't sound pleasant." "talk" |
