I am .EXPLORING. [open]

I am .EXPLORING. [open]

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02-19-2013, 09:51 PM

Velvet lips wiggle before taking a piece of grass in their grips. She was a beautiful foal with delicately chiseled forelimbs wrapped in a lux shade of white and blue. Her tail of whimsical silver lashed out behind her, straightened locks of metallic ivory falling over rippling, lean sinew and the gentle rise of her lithe bosom as salmon pink nostrils flared for oxygen. She took a few strides forward. The foal cooed, eyebrow crooking upward as she approached the greener area of grass with solid, confident steps. Cyan eyes flashing with mischief, an underlying hint of malignant lingering in their shallow pupils. Here was yet another place that she did not know anything about, not that it was surprising or should have been seen as surprising. There were a great many things that she did not yet understand, at least not fully at least. She was still young, not even old enough to begin to reproduce, not that the thought really crossed her mind. Just the other day she was still being taken care of, she wasn't sure if she was quite ready to be on her own in a strange land. She lifted her crown. Dainty steps crossed the land, her steps light, airy, as if she were dancing, and perhaps she was in her own way, dancing along as she explored the territory that was of yet still widely unknown to her. The filly's graceful antics pulled her body along, her solid cremello pelt hued blue around her where her blaze would've been, and her wispy white mane teetering along by the delicate curve of her short foal neck. Enjoying the offering of breakfast before she threw herself to the ground and in a moment of foal-like glee, began rolling on her back. Hooves kicked out with wild abandon before she righted herself and once more got to her feet, shaking her head and shuddering her hide to get everything back in place. Good roll. She quickly dipped her crown down then back up. She continued walking as she dropped her tiara to the ground and nibbled softly at the loose grass with pearly whites as she continued her walk. Her awkward foal walk...

OOC: Quality not quantity..

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02-21-2013, 09:14 AM

Her nose lifted in the air as Ayaka padded across the beautiful meadow. Sniffing the air to catch all the scents that have lingered around. A smile comes to her white lips with the thought of last time she had come here. She had met a Pegasus named Gaucho. He was a warrior for sure, and she thought that he would win any spar he was in, judging by the won that they had. His antlers dug right into her side making a huge gash and it knocked the wind out of her. Never had her breath been stolen from her like that before. It amazed her at how much damage a horse could really do. If anything, it was not at all like hunting a deer or elk. How did she ever think that she could have a change of winning against a huge ungulate like him? Her foolishness had gotten the best of her. He was really nice though, if she had to admit and she hoped that they would stay friends.

Her memories faded with the sight of a foal. A unicorn filly to be exact. She walked very, very strange to be honest. Ayaka then padded over to her, but then she stopped. She did not want to scare the foal away. What if she thought that the fae was a predator coming to eat her? Ayaka truly was a kind hearted wolf. Slowly advancing forward she waged her tail and put a smile on her maw. Maybe this would help the foal realize she was not a threat in anyway. When she finally in front of the white filly. “Hello there. I am Ayaka and a member of the Dragon’s Throat.” She said calmly and with a kind smile. The auburn she-wolf then began to take mental motes of the filly.

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