10-14-2018, 07:15 PM
The young filly has just woken from an afternoon nap, and she prowls the island with one goal in mind: adventure.
The search seems futile in this quiet place, but the girl is gifted with a bright imagination, and soon she is chasing down dragons and defending the western island from a plague of invading bird-shifters. Really, she chases the parrots and gulls along the coastline, shouting threats at them as she flings sand in her wake.
Kypria has just located the lead general war-lord king shifter (a particularly large tern) and is racing toward him down the beach when she hears something. She skids to a halt, sand flying, and looks into the greenery. At first she sees nothing, but there it is again: a voice. Not a voice that she knows. Kypria follows it without any hesitation at all.
"Hello!" She says brightly to the stranger that stands beside the spring. "Whatcha doing?" Her hazel eyes are as curious as they are unconcerned, and her pale lips are parted in an innocent smile.
The search seems futile in this quiet place, but the girl is gifted with a bright imagination, and soon she is chasing down dragons and defending the western island from a plague of invading bird-shifters. Really, she chases the parrots and gulls along the coastline, shouting threats at them as she flings sand in her wake.
Kypria has just located the lead general war-lord king shifter (a particularly large tern) and is racing toward him down the beach when she hears something. She skids to a halt, sand flying, and looks into the greenery. At first she sees nothing, but there it is again: a voice. Not a voice that she knows. Kypria follows it without any hesitation at all.
"Hello!" She says brightly to the stranger that stands beside the spring. "Whatcha doing?" Her hazel eyes are as curious as they are unconcerned, and her pale lips are parted in an innocent smile.