05-27-2016, 11:44 PM
you love me for everything you hate me for
Offspring or someone who knows what they're talking about?" she says halfway jokingly, halfway serious. Although she didn't know much personally about the Tundra it had been general opinion that your voice could echo and never reach a soul. She will never be much of a diplomat, thankfully that's not asked of her yet. She folds her blue and black wings to her sides and pushes through the thick snow towards a more open area. "I'm Kimber, Colonel of the Chamber army - hello?" Patience was not a virtue of the dip-dyed mares but she didn't have many virtues of other sorts. Braw. n and beauty were about the extent of it, really. She scouts briefly for her floppy-eared, black son (who was surely a full grown man now) to say hello...or to ridicule.
You never knew with Kimber.