It was a rare sight for her golden hide to shimmer in the sunlight. She avoided the rays as much as possible but occasionally she got a wild hair. It hadn't been long after she had left Ivar to his own devices in Sylva that she decided to set out to find her children. Even as another developed in her womb.
Stretching her skin-stretched wings she took to the air. Flight was getting as effortless as breathing for her. It came natural. Almost too natural for a born untraited equine. This is what she was meant to be. Her true self.
Her navigating took her over the Meadow. Dark auburn eyes scanned the land dwellers for any form of familiarity. Few equines peaked her interests. Most were simple creatures doing simple everyday things, but some, some caught her eye. She circled overhead curiously as a dark figure was lingering below. Flickers of shifting drifting in and out as if uncontrolled. Slowing to hover above him a grin curls her lips as a wing goes from feather to leather aside him. She decides to investigate further. And by investigate she means being blunt with maybe a tinge of flare.
With a quick flicker she disappears from view. Taking her shifting form she flies down and behind the stranger. Hiding in a nearby pine for a moment before morphing again out of sight. She takes her original equine form. No wings. No fangs. Just Karaugh. On ebony dipped limbs she carries her body up behind him calmly, "Problem?" She questions with a sly grin on her lips as she circles around to his front quarters. Auburn eyes intruiged at the forms that had been shifting in and out. Settling her gaze on his face, awaiting any info he would give...
Stretching her skin-stretched wings she took to the air. Flight was getting as effortless as breathing for her. It came natural. Almost too natural for a born untraited equine. This is what she was meant to be. Her true self.
Her navigating took her over the Meadow. Dark auburn eyes scanned the land dwellers for any form of familiarity. Few equines peaked her interests. Most were simple creatures doing simple everyday things, but some, some caught her eye. She circled overhead curiously as a dark figure was lingering below. Flickers of shifting drifting in and out as if uncontrolled. Slowing to hover above him a grin curls her lips as a wing goes from feather to leather aside him. She decides to investigate further. And by investigate she means being blunt with maybe a tinge of flare.
With a quick flicker she disappears from view. Taking her shifting form she flies down and behind the stranger. Hiding in a nearby pine for a moment before morphing again out of sight. She takes her original equine form. No wings. No fangs. Just Karaugh. On ebony dipped limbs she carries her body up behind him calmly, "Problem?" She questions with a sly grin on her lips as she circles around to his front quarters. Auburn eyes intruiged at the forms that had been shifting in and out. Settling her gaze on his face, awaiting any info he would give...
Karaugh
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