Ah, ah, ah, it's not nice to point! [TIO ,OPEN]

Ah, ah, ah, it's not nice to point! [TIO ,OPEN]

Aryel Posts: 229

Dragon's Throat Soldier

Mare :: Pegasus :: 14.4 :: 4

FennecFyre

02-24-2013, 03:04 PM

Aryel's visits to the Threshold always seemed to end differently. She had gotten into a vicious fight here once, and yet this was also the place she had found Oras, young and abandoned, and taken him back home to the Throat. She thought of him as she walked, wondering if it had been a good idea to leave him behind while she came to the Threshold. But to be honest, she worried sometimes about the kinds of horses that came through here, so perhaps it was a good thing he was safe at home. Java, however, was present, crouched on her back asleep. She took solace in the bat's quiet comfort, and especially enjoyed flying with him. One day he would be strong enough to fly on his own instead of simply clinging to her back.

Her daydreaming was interrupted by a faint voice nearby. Curious, Aryel pricked her ears and followed the sound of the voice. Meetings in the Threshold were always interesting, at least. After quickening her pace to a trot, she found herself facing a small waterfall that fed into a stream. Looking into the water was a buckskin equine. He was facing away from her, but she could see his tail was rather mussy and unkept, and could easily guess that his mane was the same way. She tilted her head as he spoke to his reflection, one eyebrow (or whatever horses had for eyebrows) raising. A grin tugged at her muzzle as she decided to play a little joke on this narcissistic stallion. What harm could surprising him do?

"Tell me," she said, raising her voice slightly, intending to startle him, "did you come all the way to Helovia just to look at your reflection?" She shook her head. "Not a very good one, to be honest. May I suggest actually taking the time to get the dirt out of your fur?"

Walk walk walk walk.
"Talk talk talk talk."