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She accurately guesses at what his motions mean, and he bobs his head in confirmation. He may be voiceless, but the flicka seems to have no trouble understanding his wordless way of communication. Tiny muzzle nuzzles against his shoulder, warming his normally chilly heart. She is so innocent and open, trusting that he will care for her, even if he does look more like a monster than a guardian. Then again, monsters often have something precious to protect. The filly, with her shining onyx pelt, emerald eyes, and stubby spear of silver, can be his treasure. He smiles faintly at the thought. The dragon and his princess.
“Do you like it there?” Her sweet voice instantly pulls his attention back to the girl, and another nod is given. Though the desert land is suffering in the grip of an unnaturally cold Frostfall, it is still a pleasant place, and the frost that settles on the sand gives it a glittering glass-like quality that is captivating. Then when the winter ends, soothing warmth will radiate from every direction, easing the sharp throb of pain that is the result of his hook-like horn. With luck, the filly will enjoy the Throat as much as he does.
Her story rushes out then, revealing the past that had brought her to Helovia. Why would a mother have abandoned her child in the cold? What about this enthralling girl had disgusted her dam so much? He can see nothing repulsive in the child, just loveliness. At least another soul had taken pity, helping her to survive. He, too, knows what it is like to be left alone by family.
Now, though, it is time to take her to a new family, introduce her to the other residents of the Throat. There are other foals there for her to play with, and he doubts she will be denied a home amidst the herd, even if the majority of inhabitants possess wings rather than horns. The right side of his muzzle brushes against her face, lightly as a butterfly wing, and he motions again down the faint path that will bring them to the desert. Lynx travels a few steps, then pauses to look back at Beauty, checking to see if she chooses to follow him.
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