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08-18-2013, 02:57 PM
As the Pegasus traveled along, she heard a faint noise coming from the bristling of dead leaves on the forest floor. The speed had quickened which made her slowly, and quietly, fly up above the trees in order to scout out what was coming her direction. What she saw surprised her; a young Filly that looked around the age of one. What would they be doing here? There wasn't anyone else around. Knowing that such a young pony couldn’t harm her, she lowered herself back to the ground, a couple yards in front of the filly.
“Hello there, young one.“
She spoke as she examined the filly. She was just a regular equine; no wings or special powers it seemed. What was she doing in these parts of the land?
“What are you doing here? Isn’t it somewhat dangerous for an equine that can’t fly to roam this territory?”
But what did she know. This was her first time entering such lands, but they didn’t appear safe on instinct.
“Oh, I’m sorry. My name is Belle, what may yours be?”
The Pegasus watched the young filly with her bright blue eyes, curious if it had a home around here, or if it was just wandering like she was. However, it didn’t seem like she was just wandering, it appeared she knew where she was going.
Her ears flickered in irritation as flies hovered around them, making her lower her head to her front left leg so she could scratch whatever continued to bug her. Even when she lowered her head, she kept a watchful eye on this equine, still not knowing whether or not she could trust her. She had a bad experience around two years ago with another Pegasus she thought she could trust, and she wouldn't make the same mistake again, even if this one was just normal.
“Hello there, young one.“
She spoke as she examined the filly. She was just a regular equine; no wings or special powers it seemed. What was she doing in these parts of the land?
“What are you doing here? Isn’t it somewhat dangerous for an equine that can’t fly to roam this territory?”
But what did she know. This was her first time entering such lands, but they didn’t appear safe on instinct.
“Oh, I’m sorry. My name is Belle, what may yours be?”
The Pegasus watched the young filly with her bright blue eyes, curious if it had a home around here, or if it was just wandering like she was. However, it didn’t seem like she was just wandering, it appeared she knew where she was going.
Her ears flickered in irritation as flies hovered around them, making her lower her head to her front left leg so she could scratch whatever continued to bug her. Even when she lowered her head, she kept a watchful eye on this equine, still not knowing whether or not she could trust her. She had a bad experience around two years ago with another Pegasus she thought she could trust, and she wouldn't make the same mistake again, even if this one was just normal.
