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 Her scent should have been familiar. On a normal day he would have scented her coming from a mile away, should the winds blow in the right direction, and nothing about her would have made him startle. But between blossoming trees, scented shrubs and the sugar sprinkle that drizzled from both their tassels, his nose wasn't working too well and his thoughts were elsewhere. So when the voice of the wandering healer called out to him, the magic-touched stallion almost jumped out of his tracks. In a cascade of multi-colored sugar he bounded off to the side, splashing into the cold spring water with head snapped up high, ears flat against the neck and tail erect... Not the most dignified reaction. "Tor!" he said with surprise lacing the voice once he calmed down enough to recognize the mare - the friend? "I didn't hear you coming... Nothing much, I'm just taking a stroll. What brings you here?" Here, of all places. As he splashed back up onto solid ground, he quietly hoped he hadn't unknowingly crashed a roses and pink ribbons kind of meeting. Was she the kind to go on dates? The thought felt foreign, but what did he know? It wasn't like they knew each other all that well anyway. With a breath of warm air he reached out to touch her nose in a comradely manner, taking note of the changes to her pale mane and tail. "You too, huh" he grimaced and hinted at the crystals that beaded from the neck, covering the ground in glistening frosting at the slightest of movements. |
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