love is a temporary madness...
It is not uncommon for her to be drifting through the upper reaches of the sky. Not only is it comforting for her to be in such distant heights, but the vantage allows her to easily monitor the borders of the kingdom. Today is such a day, where the cold winds of the heavens soothe, whipping her dark mane into a tangle. Her russet eyes scan the hills and valleys far below. The kingdom has long been a quiet one, so she does not expect much. She is here more because it is a comfort to linger rather than any real need to patrol. But as it happens, it is good that she had chosen today to do so.
She sees him shortly after he has passes the borders of the kingdom. Her russet gaze fixes upon his lone frame as he traipses over the snow-covered hills. He makes his way inevitably towards the center of the kingdom. She does not detect any immediate danger from him. Her burgeoning gift of reading emotions will be a decidedly useful one, she has decided. And though it is still developing, though she can only read the barest hint of emotions as yet, she knows that the ability will one day be invaluable.
As he approaches the heart of the Dale, she drops swiftly from the gray skies. Her bright red frame is immediately visible against the pale expanse of the overcast heavens threatening snow. She does not try to hide, nor does she have any need to. She lands silently on the thick cushion of snow, her bright, cinnamon gaze fixing upon the yellow stallion. A small, welcoming smile touches her lips, for though he had not waited before passing their borders, she could sense no danger from him. And though she would not hesitate to defend her kingdom with her very last breath, if need be, it is not in her nature to be less than kind and welcoming unless strongly provoked.
“Welcome. I am Elysteria. Is there something that I can help you with?”
She sees him shortly after he has passes the borders of the kingdom. Her russet gaze fixes upon his lone frame as he traipses over the snow-covered hills. He makes his way inevitably towards the center of the kingdom. She does not detect any immediate danger from him. Her burgeoning gift of reading emotions will be a decidedly useful one, she has decided. And though it is still developing, though she can only read the barest hint of emotions as yet, she knows that the ability will one day be invaluable.
As he approaches the heart of the Dale, she drops swiftly from the gray skies. Her bright red frame is immediately visible against the pale expanse of the overcast heavens threatening snow. She does not try to hide, nor does she have any need to. She lands silently on the thick cushion of snow, her bright, cinnamon gaze fixing upon the yellow stallion. A small, welcoming smile touches her lips, for though he had not waited before passing their borders, she could sense no danger from him. And though she would not hesitate to defend her kingdom with her very last breath, if need be, it is not in her nature to be less than kind and welcoming unless strongly provoked.
“Welcome. I am Elysteria. Is there something that I can help you with?”
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