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02-10-2016, 03:37 AM
Ever since the aquatic mare from the Isles had hunted a lobster for Antaa, the firey chick had insisted they visit water more often. She was sure that Darwin could capture something like that for her, but he knew she was out of luck. Though the tug on the connection was beginning to drive the Pegasus insane, so he agreed to her that they would visit the beach. But he made it a point to her that he couldn’t assure her a seafood meal from it. Once the phoenix had agreed to their terms, Darwin allowed her onto his back once again. Her talons clutching his mane as he took to the air to reach the beach, a place he hadn’t seen in many years.
As they approached, another winged creature caught his attention. One that carried exotic colors that Darwin couldn’t keep his river stone gaze off of. He lowered himself and his companion then, a bit far away from the new creature as to not frighten it. Antaa had chosen to stay on the white stallion’s back as he made his way to the beast he had spotted from the skies. He carried a swift and gentle pace, curious to see what this Pegasus was looking at across the water. Yet as he approached, it all seemed to drift away from him. Friends were needed, for him anyway. He was going to go crazy if he had to listen to Antaa all day and all night.
Clearing his throat briefly, the stallion craned his neck to the other. There was a bit of distance between them, but enough for his words to reach him. “Uh, hello? Can we join you?” He questioned, head tilting ever so slightly as he halted in his steps. His beard shifting with the movement as his gaze stuck to the exotic colored stallion. He smelled of desert sands and instantly Darwin grew slightly more curious as the seconds passed. Antaa chirped to the stallion, as if to ask a plea to let them join him. She enjoyed people. The flaming chick was a lot more social than Darwin was and it was slowly proving to be difficult.
"Talk."
As they approached, another winged creature caught his attention. One that carried exotic colors that Darwin couldn’t keep his river stone gaze off of. He lowered himself and his companion then, a bit far away from the new creature as to not frighten it. Antaa had chosen to stay on the white stallion’s back as he made his way to the beast he had spotted from the skies. He carried a swift and gentle pace, curious to see what this Pegasus was looking at across the water. Yet as he approached, it all seemed to drift away from him. Friends were needed, for him anyway. He was going to go crazy if he had to listen to Antaa all day and all night.
Clearing his throat briefly, the stallion craned his neck to the other. There was a bit of distance between them, but enough for his words to reach him. “Uh, hello? Can we join you?” He questioned, head tilting ever so slightly as he halted in his steps. His beard shifting with the movement as his gaze stuck to the exotic colored stallion. He smelled of desert sands and instantly Darwin grew slightly more curious as the seconds passed. Antaa chirped to the stallion, as if to ask a plea to let them join him. She enjoyed people. The flaming chick was a lot more social than Darwin was and it was slowly proving to be difficult.
"Talk."
& they said you were the crooked kind—
that you'd never have no worth,
but you were always gold to me.
@Ilios , sorry its kinda bleh :|
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