The Halcyon Flats were a beautiful location to be patrolling. Calm ponds lingered over the flat landscape, reflecting the clear blue sky above. It was admittedly quite chilly, but that was to be expected in the middle of Frostfall, and so long as none of them took a swim in the nearby ocean, their thickened winter coats would likely keep them warm. Xolani was grateful that she had been assigned to a relatively southern land rather than the snowy north. Her Arabian lineage would have done little to protect her from the frigid snows there, and then she would have been both cold and wet.
As the silent mare approached the recently-landed pegasus, her coat lit with a variety of colors that displayed her contentment. Orange excitement mingled with a green-tinged yellow peace, and upon her pelt a silhouette of their surroundings appeared. Sohalia asked a question, to which the equine merely shrugged. Even if she had been able to talk, she wouldn’t have had much to contribute. While waiting for the others, Xolani meandered a short distance away, walking between patches of water to examine the beauty of the world around her.
Thinking.
- table by Niki -
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