10-21-2017, 07:50 PM
Shirad
This hidden water basin is beautiful with its vivid foliage and glistening water. She finds herself wondering how often Ivar spends time here, if he has shown her a place that only the residents of Loess get to see. It's a good hiding spot (one that, honestly, she may not have expected) ─ even the wildlife feels safe enough to come and drink from it. The dragon-hide stallion shushes her, and if it hadn't been to avoid scaring away their visitor, she would have stuck her tongue out at him.
She turns her amethyst eyes away from Ivar and to the rustling plants across the small pond. Her breaths are shallow and she remains un-moving as the gray animal peels away from the foliage for a drink, followed swiftly after by a smaller version of itself. She smiles slightly at the things, content to watch them meander around for a few moments before she redirects her gaze to the black and white stallion. She smirks at the older male and nods for him to jump out and scare them ─ she would not be able to stand from her spot on the ground quickly enough without scaring them away first.
She turns her gaze back to the wallabies and flicks her blue and purple forelock from her face while she's at it, muscles tense and ready to push her small frame from the ground when Ivar makes to scare their newest company.
She turns her amethyst eyes away from Ivar and to the rustling plants across the small pond. Her breaths are shallow and she remains un-moving as the gray animal peels away from the foliage for a drink, followed swiftly after by a smaller version of itself. She smiles slightly at the things, content to watch them meander around for a few moments before she redirects her gaze to the black and white stallion. She smirks at the older male and nods for him to jump out and scare them ─ she would not be able to stand from her spot on the ground quickly enough without scaring them away first.
She turns her gaze back to the wallabies and flicks her blue and purple forelock from her face while she's at it, muscles tense and ready to push her small frame from the ground when Ivar makes to scare their newest company.
If the morning light don't steal our soul, we will walk away from empty gold.
@[Ivar]