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mark me with your name in red; anyone - Wreath - 11-17-2016
When cold was banished by the warm sun, the painted mare finally makes her way to the field. plop plop plop Her feet catch in the muck of cold winter run off and melted snow. A frown attemptes to pull her feaures downward as she disapproves of the disaster formerly known as the field. A sigh follows along with an eye roll before she decides she has gone too far to turn back and continues her muddy trek towards the land. The sounds of birds and squirrels chattering away lightens her mood. The field was much the same as it had been before the Reckoning and it's familiarity was something of a mild comfort. Wreath knew the next step was to wait and see who offered her a home so she best make herself well aquainted with the land for it could be days or weeks before another found her. With a nose towards the ground, the delicate velvet of her lips split to seek whatever fresh shoots had started to grow during this quiet spring day. wreath
RE: mark me with your name in red; anyone - magnus - 11-19-2016 — find what you love and let it kill you — magnus RE: mark me with your name in red; anyone - Wreath - 11-21-2016
Wreath is absolutely elated to hear a kind greeting. Her features return the brightness as she lifts her head to see a strong gold man making his way towards her. Perhaps it was her upbringing but the young mare can see not a stich of animosity across his (rather attractive) features. "Hello to you as well!" her retort comes back to meet him as he makes his way towards her. Lobes are already trained towards him, perked and curious as he nears her to have conversation. Wreath shifts her weight as she bites back on the excitement of being picked in the field. "Well it is lovely to meet you, Magnus." The young woman chirps brightly with a smile. "And I must agree that it is a lovely day. Please call me Wreath." Her voice lights with a small laugh as she is nervous, running her sentences together. A moment passes as she attempts to ground herself, try to appear a little more adult. "Looking for a home, I suppose." She speaks to the stallion whilst giving a glance of her surroundings with a furrowed brow, further expressing her desire to leave the desolate field. wreath
RE: mark me with your name in red; anyone - Naga - 11-23-2016 breaking waves of change
Oh the sloppiness of spring, but yet, the happiness it brings. The season of new life, and rebirth of nature. Naga had wished she was having a kidlet of her own, but, she knew that with the stress of running a kingdom and having a lovely blooming relationship with a lovely woman, that it was not to be any time soon. But, she liked admiring others and their newborn children, watching them learn to walk and see most of them bobbling about. She loved children and the new freshness of spring. Thus what fueled her desire to make her way to the field.Sloppier than usual but still full of horses of all shapes, sizes.....and colors. Naga's bright green eyes catch a glimpse of red and white in the distance and also something golden. Her delicate small pointed ears flicker forward, her pace quickens toward the pair. Her hooves squelching into the cold muck of the once lush meadow. Though she was glad the sun shone down on her salted black coat. As she finally reaches them, she only manages to catch the brightly colored mare's last words. "Looking for a home, I suppose".....perfect. Just what she liked to hear. Our dark queen nickers warmly to the pair, nodding her head respectfully to both mare and the golden hued man. Her usual deep sultry voice slipped smoothly through dark velvet lips. Her ears perked forward, eyes bright and full of hope. "Hello, hope I am not interrupting, but I heard you say you are looking for a home? She pauses a moment to let the two speak before moving on. "My name is Naga, queen of Nerine. Pleased to meet both of you! I would like to extend you an invitation to come stay with us, in our ebony sand beach Kingdom if you would like. We are a predominantly female run kingdom, but we also welcome men as well. New and still creating new traditions and memories. But we are a pretty peaceful bunch." She leaves it short and sweet, leaving room for the golden man to speak and maybe offer his land to shelter her as well. But, our warm black feline woman hopes for the best out of this situation. The kingdom needed more bodies desperately, and she was determined to bring a kindhearted woman back with her...with hopes to redeem herself. Her short absence was not taken lightly with some of the women, but she was not going to let that stop her from continuing her dream of creating a new and welcoming kingdom for women, a safe haven for them, and kind misunderstood characters alike. She wanted it to be an accepting place, though still full of that sisterhood pride. Here goes for hoping. It had been so long since she had recruited anyone, but she had a positive outlook. Naga RE: mark me with your name in red; anyone - magnus - 11-27-2016 — find what you love and let it kill you — magnus |