11-30-2017, 07:37 PM
Isobell
i'll wait for inside the bottom of the deep blue sea
Spring had come to Nerine and decided to rest her weary head for a bit. The jagged edges of rocky cliffs were dazzled with small purple and yellow flowers. The seabirds called to their mates and young amidst the crevasses. Isobell wondered if there would be any foals in Nerine this year as she swept her eyes across the territory with a small but promising smile.The silver eyed woman moved her body easily over the sea carved lands and opted for a look over the black sands to the sea. The kelpie queen thought that perhaps a swim could do her some good, to wash away the worry and the crown for only a moment or two at least. The mare makes her way over the familiar grounds, the dark sand, into the sea-glass waters. She sighs softly as the water glides over the moonstone and obsidian scales. It feels like the warm embrace of a lover until she slips below the waves.
When she surfaces, a man stands on the shore, his head turning about as he drinks in the beauty of the sea and sand. "Hello." The greeting in offered as she moves towards the shore, her body glistening under the watchful eye of a full sun. The water droplets fall like diamonds from the scales of her body, her hair stuck to the curve of her neck as she offers a small, polite smile to the stranger. "New to Nerine?" The question is asked as her mercury colored eyes rove his form,
nostrils expanding as she catches his heavily masculine scent.