@[Belgaer]
She gazes at Belgaer, she scans over him gazing at every spot his body had printed. Her gaze shifts to his wings, they were much larger than they appeared tucked into his side. It was almost as if he read her mind, or perhaps he saw her staring. He slightly stretches his wings allowing all to see a portion of there span. He admits he normally flys through the shortcut and she can't help but laugh I bet it is much faster in the sky, less to look out for. She was always curious what wings were like, Phaedrus, her adoptive father had them. He always tucked her in close with them, in awe of the strength they carried.
The conversation shifts and he tells Josie he was born and raised in Ischia. She remembers her first home, Dale, and her home with Akkadian, the Tundra. It was nice to move kingdoms but had she been born in the Tundra she probably would have never left either. Well I guess Ischia has a dedicated member She could admire that. Her attention flickers overhead as a group of parrots flew, singing in harmony. A smile tugs at her lips as she watches them, it will never get old seeing them. She flicks her gaze back to Belgaer What is the best spot on the Island? She asks, curious to see more of the island, at the same time she enjoyed his company. She had been alone for so long she did not want to be alone anymore. She steps closer to the stallion and looks around the horizon I hear theres a waterfall here, ever been? She was excited to see the waterfall for herself in person.
Josie
like the dancer before me
She gazes at Belgaer, she scans over him gazing at every spot his body had printed. Her gaze shifts to his wings, they were much larger than they appeared tucked into his side. It was almost as if he read her mind, or perhaps he saw her staring. He slightly stretches his wings allowing all to see a portion of there span. He admits he normally flys through the shortcut and she can't help but laugh I bet it is much faster in the sky, less to look out for. She was always curious what wings were like, Phaedrus, her adoptive father had them. He always tucked her in close with them, in awe of the strength they carried.
The conversation shifts and he tells Josie he was born and raised in Ischia. She remembers her first home, Dale, and her home with Akkadian, the Tundra. It was nice to move kingdoms but had she been born in the Tundra she probably would have never left either. Well I guess Ischia has a dedicated member She could admire that. Her attention flickers overhead as a group of parrots flew, singing in harmony. A smile tugs at her lips as she watches them, it will never get old seeing them. She flicks her gaze back to Belgaer What is the best spot on the Island? She asks, curious to see more of the island, at the same time she enjoyed his company. She had been alone for so long she did not want to be alone anymore. She steps closer to the stallion and looks around the horizon I hear theres a waterfall here, ever been? She was excited to see the waterfall for herself in person.