| Well I've been saved by the grace of southern charm, I got a mouth like a sailor and yours is more like a Hallmark card |
She smiled at him as he spoke, dark eyes twinkling merrily as he spoke of the Deserts. She enjoyed the sand and heat, the place she'd been born had had such things. If there were eight kingdoms and each had separate herd lands this place must be much bigger than she thought. Orange Country, it sounded exotic and beautiful and like a place she'd very much like to visit. Delicate hooves shift beneath her curvaceous body, delicate muzzle extending towards the much larger man in a quizzical manner. For some reason she very much wanted to touch him and have him touch her, it wasn't something she'd experienced before but she kind of liked the feeling. You must be a great asset to their army for them to gift you with such things. Although I'm sure your size is also an asset to you and the Deserts. You look so strong and intimidating, though to me you have been nothing more than the most gentlemanly of men I have ever met. Stepping forward a little bit more, she looked up into his face, her lush curves looking almost comically dainty next to his bulk. For the first time in a long time, the faerie felt safe, perhaps it was something to do with his gentlemanly treatment of her or perhaps his sheer size made her feel safe. Illusen didn't know what made her feel that way, only that she did. Turning to Pomona with an apologetic smile, she spoke to the radiantly winged mare. Thank you for your offer of help, Pomona. And it was a great pleasure to make your acquaintance, but I think I shall be exploring the Deserts and more specifically Orange Country with Kreios. She smiled her radiant smile up at the red and white man, the laughter dancing in her eyes as she bumped his shoulder with her dainty nose. Shall we go home then? I can't think of anywhere else I would rather go than with you to Orange Country. |
| Mare 4 Hispano-Arabe 15.3 hands Gray (bay roan based)(Ee/Aa/Rr/Gg) No King, home or young Sael |
| Well I'll keep drinkin' and you'll keep gettin' skinnier, I'm just like you, only prettier |
| Illusen |