07-04-2016, 02:45 PM
Butterflies are self propelled flowers.
Vlinder dips her head, to return the polite favour to the bay and purple mare. Although she’s used to odd colors – her mother was cobalt blue after all – she had yet to come across this kind of coloring. Fernweh seemed to be a ‘normal’ bay, except for her points that should be black, but were instead purple. But Vlinder herself supported bluish wings, so she shouldn’t really be the one to comment on that. ”It’s nice to meet you, Fernweh. I’m Vlinder.” Once again she smiles at the other girl – they were hardly mares with their 2 years of life – and curiously studies her. ”What has brought you to the forest today? It is my first time wandering this place, do you come here often?” It is simply impossible to not ask those questions, she is eager to learn more about her newest acquaintance and the only way to do so is start talking about things.
Vlinder
Zeik x Felinae