11-14-2015, 08:28 PM
The mare was good on her word to visit the kingdoms. The Gates was the first that she reached on her solo tour. The ebony woman notes the serene landscape. The air is scented lightly with honeysuckle and grass as the warm summer temperatures have embarrassed the Gates much like most of Beqanna.
Sharp nails pull the glossy black towards what could be described as the heart. A huge tree stands proud and strong at it's center and Dragonglass seems drawn to this ancient being. Nostrils flare to scent for other equines that might be near. The young woman decides it probably best to give a soft call to announce her presence in the land. It's always best to be safe than sorry.
covet x irk
(sorry for crappy intro posts XD)
