Ygritte
04-20-2016, 06:29 PM
BETTER BEWARE, I GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE
DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE
Perhaps it was not her place to do so but with the Golden Plains lying within the control of the Dale, Ygritte feels a need to meet with the dark stallion of the herd. At the moment the Dazzling Waterfalls and the Forgotten Dale were in talks to an alliance. It would behoove the mare to make a certain level of peace to one of the residents in regards to the recent events involving a certain golden red mare.
Slim frame moved effortlessly with well practiced grace. Her head if lifted high as the coral tinted tresses lift and fall with the beat of her hooves, toying with the slight breeze of a crisp autumn. Her amber eyes seek the winged stallion she had noted in her home earlier to make amends, perhaps offer an apology. "Phaedrus-" her tones lifted in a soft tenor, feminine but strong. The salmon and russet woman remembers meeting the stallion in the field some time ago. She stands now in his home, she is a delicately built creature with a fierce eye and sharp tongue at time but the sign of malice was rare for the queen mare as it took provoking to taste a sting from the vines she could summon from the grounds at an equine's hooves, or the protrusion of a tree from the very seeds that may lay in their belly's that was apart of a long forgotten meal.
Slim frame moved effortlessly with well practiced grace. Her head if lifted high as the coral tinted tresses lift and fall with the beat of her hooves, toying with the slight breeze of a crisp autumn. Her amber eyes seek the winged stallion she had noted in her home earlier to make amends, perhaps offer an apology. "Phaedrus-" her tones lifted in a soft tenor, feminine but strong. The salmon and russet woman remembers meeting the stallion in the field some time ago. She stands now in his home, she is a delicately built creature with a fierce eye and sharp tongue at time but the sign of malice was rare for the queen mare as it took provoking to taste a sting from the vines she could summon from the grounds at an equine's hooves, or the protrusion of a tree from the very seeds that may lay in their belly's that was apart of a long forgotten meal.
Ygritte.