"Welcome home, General," my voice tinted with a bit of sarcasm. I felt that his distinguishing of titles was cute, to be honest, from what I overheard of their conversation in my quiet approach. I move on sturdy legs, well-muscled from a life of training in battle and wandering. My own face was gruff and masculine, appearing outwardly little different than Midas himself. In fact, my build was slightly more on the bulky side, what with the paint's lineage being more limber than my own. Still, we are much the same height, a rare occurrence for a short little mare like myself. I find myself rather pleased that our company is not much taller than either Midas or myself. I offer up a smile to the newcomer. |
Becoming a desert horse (Krypt, acceptance)
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Becoming a desert horse (Krypt, acceptance) - by Midas - 02-09-2013, 12:56 AM
RE: Becoming a desert horse (Krypt, acceptance) - by Krypt - 02-15-2013, 03:51 PM
RE: Becoming a desert horse (Krypt, acceptance) - by Midas - 02-17-2013, 04:39 PM
RE: Becoming a desert horse (Krypt, acceptance) - by Krypt - 02-23-2013, 09:02 AM
RE: Becoming a desert horse (Krypt, acceptance) - by Midas - 02-24-2013, 04:11 PM
RE: Becoming a desert horse (Krypt, acceptance) - by Kri - 03-16-2013, 03:05 PM
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