Drunken Moonlit Night [Frost Fyre, Anyone]

[OPEN] Drunken Moonlit Night [Frost Fyre, Anyone]

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

#10

08-14-2013, 06:10 PM

To the fae, it appeared as though the mare was interested in what she had to say, at least, that's what the fae thought. So as she began brain storming aloud, Kahlua listened with perked ears. When the fae closed her lips, there was a silence between the two for a long while, and the fae felt awkward. What was the black and white mare thinking? About Ricochet? The fae gazed at her, worry in her eyes. What was it? What was wrong? She wished to ask, but decided not to.

She had gained what she wanted, but she felt a little bad for asking about this Ricochet. It sounded like Kahlua really didn't like him, but she had to ask. She tucked this information into her mind, in a nice little spot where she could later inspect it. She would confront Ricochet if she needed to, although it sounded like this stallion was aggressive, she had to take the risk. She just hoped to run into him when he was in a good mood.

Suddenly and out of the blue (haha) the mare blurted out something. She said she had to go. To where? Was she being telepathically summoned? Or did she just not like the fae for prodding at her like that? She tilted her gaze, hints of worry and curiosity sparking within her emeralds. She watched the mare closely, she stuttered her final sentence, wishing the fae luck on her quest. She frowned as Kahlua began to walk, her body fading as she walked into the dark. The fae was tempted to follow her, but she saw no reason. Shrugging it off a bit, she watched Kahlua fade into the night before turning around and walking towards her own home, the Basin. She got a few yards before shooting into a gallop, heading back to her frosty place in the Basin.

"Speech."

FROST FYRE

Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.