I am not 24601 [CLOSED]

I am not 24601 [CLOSED]

Frost Fyre Posts: 198

Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE

Altair :: Common Cerndyr :: Starpast prissy

01-17-2013, 05:29 PM (This post was last modified: 01-17-2013, 06:34 PM by Frost Fyre.)

Frost Fyre
You Can Never be Too Young

I keep my head high, wandering farther from home than I expected. I wander through the trees, weaving my way through the brush. Where was I? I didn't know. My small cloven hooves took me onward, and as I halted I heard a melodic voice. It seemed to entrance me, making me walk towards the voice. When I reached the spot a towering stallion stood. A coat as black as the night cloaked the massive horse. Two horns of purple and black loosely intertwined on his forehead. Eyes of purple stared off, and I shuffle closer to the stallion, afraid to speak and interrupt his song.

I stand and watch, swaying slightly as I listened to the melody that came from the mouth of the dark stallion. I finally open my own mouth, and spoke. I felt sorry to interrupt his tune but I wanted to know more about this interesting stallion. "Excuse me, sir." I step forwards, looking up at him with deep green eyes. Finally I step closer to his left side, seeing numbers printed across his glimmering black coat. 24601? What do those numbers mean? I look deeply at the numbers, but do not speak again. I wanted to wait until I knew him better before I went asking how he got those numbers and what they meant.

I kept my eyes on him. Scanning my green orbs all over his body, remembering each and every detail of him. Finally, with a smile I speak, my voice soft and sweet. "Is it alright if I ask what your name is?" I stare into his purple eyes, nervous to see how he reacts. I'd be screwed if he attacked me. This guy is massive! I stare up at his face, my body seemed even smaller compared to this guy. He was big, and when I say big I mean big I stare down at the amulet around my neck, then back at him. Would this work against him or does it have another purpose? I glance back up, shrinking away somewhat. If he's to attack me, I can always slip under him, since I'm so small. But I don't think I'll stand a chance if he plops down to crush me once I slip under him. I stop my mind from spewing out any more thoughts, shivering at even the idea of being crushed by a larger horse. I turn all my focus back to the large black stallion and wait for him to speak.

"Chatting with others."
Thinking up her moves
Putting her moves to work