Hardly a moment passed since entering the common lands before that bird like shadow circling upon the earth, grew larger and larger. The sound of giant wings heading towards the vixen had her frozen in fear. She must surely be hallucinating? This creature, could it be called an equine? It appeared to be and smelled of one, but those wings! She had only heard of such beings in her secluded life, this was certainly the first encounter. Should she bow or run? As the winged stallion touched her coat, her terror grew. He didn’t appear to mean any harm but what could such a magnificent creature want with such a mediocre mortal. And then he spoke, and despite the tone, he sounded like a gentleman. Her tension lessoned slightly and she noticed how handsome and intriguing the ebony and cobalt stag was.
Before Ashara could gather her thoughts, or pick her jaw up off the ground, another voice immediately grabbed her attention. Another unusual hued equine, although, the strange mare’s presence was surprisingly comforting. ”What do you mean by kingdom?” The words stumbled out without thought as she stared in awe at the salmon pointed mare. Amber eyes drifting back to the dark one she seemed to lose her voice again. His masculinity or perhaps it was his gift that seemed to command respect. ”I am looking for the comforts of a clan. The protection, the known reliable food sources and such. The winters are getting tougher and predators more persistent.” ugh, she sounded like a child, although it could have been worse. She could have said something about solicitation. It still felt like a dream she’d wake up from. So blessed to have two offers for family in such a short time, but if Ashara were to decide amid the two her immediate reaction would be split between the comforts of the polite mare or the awe of the dark stallion.
Wherever I am, is exactly where I'm supposed to be.