07-19-2017, 07:53 PM
Heda
So in great excitement of a new resident and perhaps friends, she gallops forth, wings joyfully glittering at her side and ever so tempted to expand, but she knew better. She couldn't just leave him hanging down there, so with the settle snort of breathes releases from her nostrils she continues, hooves clattering gracefully against the lush evergreen ground, as she and him bounded through the gorgeous hills of her queendom.
Her gaze linger upon him for a moment, allowing herself to admire his flowers once more. She was ever so curious how he had masterfully weaved them within his alabaster mane, she couldn't help but think of though of herself tediously trying in an effort to do the same, but obviously she knew she lacked the expertise and precision to weave flora into her the navy tresses of her crest. So in a rather abrupt manner she manages to blurt, "Would you mind, perhaps weaving flowers in my mane sometime? I'd love to learn how you do it!" She exclaims allowing her head to fling up in a rather playful notion as, a small stream comes into view.
The ever so florescent pebbles, glistening in the sunlight, and with a short held stop she lowers her head. Her long mane sweeping over the cool, clear waters as she bows her muscular golden neck in a drink. The water is sweet, and quenching, and as she lifts her head she can't help but gaze at the white stag. Her tail whisking back and forth between her hocks, "So, are you interested in joining a caste, in the future?" She questions in hpe that perhaps she would have another diplomat on her hands.
Her gaze linger upon him for a moment, allowing herself to admire his flowers once more. She was ever so curious how he had masterfully weaved them within his alabaster mane, she couldn't help but think of though of herself tediously trying in an effort to do the same, but obviously she knew she lacked the expertise and precision to weave flora into her the navy tresses of her crest. So in a rather abrupt manner she manages to blurt, "Would you mind, perhaps weaving flowers in my mane sometime? I'd love to learn how you do it!" She exclaims allowing her head to fling up in a rather playful notion as, a small stream comes into view.
The ever so florescent pebbles, glistening in the sunlight, and with a short held stop she lowers her head. Her long mane sweeping over the cool, clear waters as she bows her muscular golden neck in a drink. The water is sweet, and quenching, and as she lifts her head she can't help but gaze at the white stag. Her tail whisking back and forth between her hocks, "So, are you interested in joining a caste, in the future?" She questions in hpe that perhaps she would have another diplomat on her hands.
Go ahead. Laugh at the girl that loved to easily
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Ex-Queen of Loess