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07-06-2012, 05:14 PM
A pale white mare, having been requested via dragons, canters easily up to the scene, nearly the last to arrive. Her appearance is regal, shining, elegant, and surprisingly quiet. She floats up to the meeting quietly as an ally and not a member should. There are many many horses gathered and Gossamer smiles to see that mirage was truly a popular mare despite her denial that she ever really wanted such a thing. She takes a few moments before she finds the horses from her herd and walks up to them. Solstice and Aaron with Smoke. She smiles at the three and nods as she hears Smoke's words.
Lazzuli leaps from her back and flies to the congregated dragons. He bows to Akaith, one whom he is still hopelessly in love with, but will never garner her favor, before turning to the others and churruping a hello.
She looks about and awaits for the meeting to begin.
{I'll be slow, so skip me and Noise/ Anthym if you like.}
Lazzuli leaps from her back and flies to the congregated dragons. He bows to Akaith, one whom he is still hopelessly in love with, but will never garner her favor, before turning to the others and churruping a hello.
She looks about and awaits for the meeting to begin.
{I'll be slow, so skip me and Noise/ Anthym if you like.}
