08-05-2018, 07:56 AM
Leilan
Your beauty is beyond compare -
oh, if I could hear but one song from you
I shall hail thee Queen of Birds...
oh, if I could hear but one song from you
I shall hail thee Queen of Birds...
It’s not every day one can make a crashing appearance, and to the roan, it’s quite new that someone else is doing it instead of him. He looks up at the sounds of something pretty large crashing into bushes or, something of the like, but sees nothing. After some flaring of nostrils and hearing nothing else, it seems that it wasn’t a predator.
Besides, it had been on the other side of the river. No big deal. The gold-streaked bay roan continues his wandering walk, nearing the gurgling sound of the water. It’s summer, which means the river’s surroundings would be the best place to reside, instead of the already-hot tropical forest of Ischia. The trees provide shade and shelter, and near a water source it always feels a little cooler, but now it is nearing the heat of the day, and so he had decided to go towards the water and enter it perhaps.
When he clears the treeline, he spots a white-spotted mare walking a little awkwardly, and doing just what he was about to - enter the water. While on the other riverbank he has a great view of her, it’s kind of awkward to just go in and not talk, so he nickers at her to get her attention first. ”Hey there, angel. Was that you who just came crashing down from heaven?” he smirks a bit, stepping into the water on his side slowly. He’d have to swim a bit to reach her, so he hopes she doesn’t see him as a threat.
Standing still once in the water, he cocks his head at her. ”Seriously though, that must have hurt. Are you okay?” he wants to know.
Besides, it had been on the other side of the river. No big deal. The gold-streaked bay roan continues his wandering walk, nearing the gurgling sound of the water. It’s summer, which means the river’s surroundings would be the best place to reside, instead of the already-hot tropical forest of Ischia. The trees provide shade and shelter, and near a water source it always feels a little cooler, but now it is nearing the heat of the day, and so he had decided to go towards the water and enter it perhaps.
When he clears the treeline, he spots a white-spotted mare walking a little awkwardly, and doing just what he was about to - enter the water. While on the other riverbank he has a great view of her, it’s kind of awkward to just go in and not talk, so he nickers at her to get her attention first. ”Hey there, angel. Was that you who just came crashing down from heaven?” he smirks a bit, stepping into the water on his side slowly. He’d have to swim a bit to reach her, so he hopes she doesn’t see him as a threat.
Standing still once in the water, he cocks his head at her. ”Seriously though, that must have hurt. Are you okay?” he wants to know.
"dear crow, your voice is right enough;
but where are your wits?"
but where are your wits?"
there's something here that doesn't make sense
let's go and poke it with a stick
let's go and poke it with a stick
@[Thalassa]
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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