03-28-2020, 10:27 AM
spice up
that quote
that quote
She travels west, though the low lands that separate red sylva from the sea. It would be quicker to fly, Lepis knows, but her first journey to the Brilliant Pampas had been by hoof, and she has made a habit of entering the place the same way ever since. There is no defining line between her kingdom and her territory, but the grasses grow taller until they brush her shoulders and the scent of wildflowers soon overpowers all others.
There are more flowers than there had been when she’d first come, Lepis decides, and attributes that to Noah.
It is that little red mare that she has come to see, though the dun first seeks out a creek to quench her thirst. Summer approaches quickly, and the air around her is warm and humid this near to the sea. Her navy mane and tail are heavy, unstirred by any wind, and she finds herself looking for shade as readily as she seeks out Noah’s familiar shape.
"Noah?" She calls when she hears the sound of hooves. There are others here besdies her friend, Lepis knows. Tickaani’s herd (however many of them there might be) and perhaps still Cyprin and the spotted stallion that Castile had mentioned. "Is that you?"
@[Noah]
There are more flowers than there had been when she’d first come, Lepis decides, and attributes that to Noah.
It is that little red mare that she has come to see, though the dun first seeks out a creek to quench her thirst. Summer approaches quickly, and the air around her is warm and humid this near to the sea. Her navy mane and tail are heavy, unstirred by any wind, and she finds herself looking for shade as readily as she seeks out Noah’s familiar shape.
"Noah?" She calls when she hears the sound of hooves. There are others here besdies her friend, Lepis knows. Tickaani’s herd (however many of them there might be) and perhaps still Cyprin and the spotted stallion that Castile had mentioned. "Is that you?"
@[Noah]
