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02-25-2017, 07:21 PM
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the Mother of Companions "HALT!" a screeching voice demands from the air above - a little, green parrot. His wings beat the air steadily as he tittered above them, beady eyes narrowed with authority he didn't possess, but mischief that he certainly did. He postured with his "Kygo!" a new voice cracked across the dry air, "enough with your games!" The little parrot chirped a final, "Bitch!" in response, his tone a scratchy imitation of the mare that swooped in from behind him. Quick as could be he darted away however, landing so heavily in a nearby tree that it's scraggly branches shook. "Apologies for the silly bird," Ampere intoned with a shake of her head, wings settling neatly at her sides as she landed beside the duo. Sand was swept up against her hooves with her motion, and some jostled loose of her mane with her settling. As she straightened up, her gaze swept first across the foal, vaguely familiar, before landing firmly on the haggard stallion. Although her electric stare wasn't uninviting, there was a tight edge to it, and a firmness to the line of her lips that suggested she was not as playful as the parrot. "What brings you to the Dragon's Throat?" she queries, knowing the man to be a stranger. |
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