kissed one night by a witch in the wood [Festival Fortune Telling]

[OPEN] kissed one night by a witch in the wood [Festival Fortune Telling]

Alysanne the Devoted Posts: 641

World's Edge Queen atk: 7 | def: 10 | dam: 3.5

Mare :: Pegasus :: 16 hh :: 11 years HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE

Hemlock :: Flammulated Owl :: Heal & Cypress :: Great Horned Owl :: None Sarah

10-02-2016, 04:08 PM

After being thoroughly entertained by Lena’s sweet, melodic voice and the stories she wove, Alysanne and Hemlock wandered elsewhere throughout the Basin - feeling, for a moment, utterly at peace. The small owl flew around his bonded’s head, swooping beneath the Aurora-lit sky and hooting to any friends that he encountered. They were on the lookout for Rexanna when the voice of someone else entirely caught their attention.

Fortune telling!

Well, Alysanne had never had her future told but it was all part of the fun, right? Hemlock unhelpfully piped up with fortunes of his own as they walked toward the firelight.

“I predict that you’ll be annoyed by Tembovu in the near future.” The painted mare shot the owl a look but couldn’t quite stop the corner of her lip from being tugged into a smile when his laughter poured into her mind. It was far too rarely that her companion laughed and she certainly wasn’t about to discourage him as he did so now. “OH! And that you won’t get any sleep tonight.”

While Hemlock continued to chuckle and predict away as he landed between her ears, Alysanne’s attention was diverted by the small white mare standing in the circle of light. She encouraged those interested to step forward and rewarded their curiosity with a fortune in the form of a poem. The painted mare waited respectfully, turning her attention to Hemlock when the fortunes of the others were being told lest they not want others to hear. A friendly smile was cast towards Ultima, the only one she recognized out of those who had gathered so far.

After the others had stepped away, Alysanne moved forward - her expression warm as she looked to the other mare. “Hello.” Her voice was sweet and she shifted slightly where she stood, wondering briefly if she should ask a question. But instead she merely introduced herself, hoping that would be enough. “I’m Alysanne, of the Edge.”