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07-12-2012, 03:54 AM
A draconic harmony rose into the surrounding atmosphere, beginning from the exit point of the maw of the golden one that sat upon Mirage’s withers. The mare felt a stirring of happiness, and could not tell if it began within herself or Akaith, at the sight of the little moonlit flicka. Tallis, the orange male received a touch upon his muzzle, executed by the gold who leaned precariously over the edge of Mirage’s sloping shoulders. The ebonite mare extended her velvet lips to the filly, offering a warm touch and a blow of a kiss through her tear-drop shaped nostrils. “Aylin, I am glad to see you.” Honey-sweet tones conveyed, as golden eyes roamed over the frame of the filly. She noted the effects the drought was having on all those around her, her Light magic seemed to act as a buffer for her, though she still felt drained and dehydrated most of the time. It was this time of day, or rather night, just before the sun rose, that the whole night had been allowed to cool the lands that Mirage enjoyed. “I hope you’ve been keeping cool?” With Tallis always by her side, she knew the filly would be kept relatively safe, at least. And Akaith did enjoy scouting about and watching over various members of the Qian – it was useful to have eyes everywhere, it enabled Mirage to know where she was needed, if at all. With a warm smile curving her lips, the mare entered a patient silence, anticipating some conversation to stir from within the moonlit child. |
