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:: Arah ::
Well. Way to mess it up buddy. Arah stared at Rostislav as he totally bummed his way through introducing The Falls practically shoving the invitation down the mare's throat. He looks over at her, it is a moment before the doe sighs and offers her own praise about The Falls. "Indeed the falls is nice and quiet...though the waterfalls more than make up for the lack of noise," 'and activity.' Her eyes flicker back over to Rostislav, a lifeless smile pulls at her lips. Eyes flicker back to the new mare to make sure she understands the message. The gushing waterfalls had been beautiful and Arah assumed they were the most active thing about the extremely reclusive falls herd. Wynter ruffles her feathers as she trains her sharp eyes upon The Hidden Falls stag. "The Basin is led by The Reaper and The Forsaken," these titles could be taken either way, fearfully or it could appeal to some, surely with those titles nothing pushed them around. Her voice filters out gently, as if the doe is currently not in any overwhelming emotional pain. Distracting herself with tasks like recruiting made it a little more bearable. "We live in the frost of the north, you would also be most welcome among us." Either she would be brave enough to venture into the frozen glory that is Aurora Basin or take the easy path and enter The Falls. It would ultimately up to her. "If you're not ready to decide you're more than welcome to pay us a visit." The doe extended the invitation, wondering just what the new mare would choose to do. Golden orbs flickered between the two watching and waiting for an answer. |
@[Renegade]
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