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Post by loveboxer123 on Dec 27, 2016 20:27:32 GMT -6
Crescent Fallabor
Seroran Fleetfoot
Trees were cool
Trees were nice
Crescent didn't see trees much, living in the desert and all. And, if she did, they were mostly palms.
Keeping the warm sands in her view, Crescent slowly entered the small thicket before her, shaking off an errant vine that clung to her hind leg as her hooves clomped against the sudden grassy area. Her cloak fluttered around her as she tilted her head back, mesmerized by the sunlight falling through the canopy above. She grinned, before she trotted in a wide circle, getting a good view of everything around her. Well, she tried to. So distracted was she that her right front hoof hit a root, sending her stumbling, but not falling
"Hah! Take that root! " She blared in triumph, raising her head high as if to proclaim victory. The root, of course, did nothing. As such, the chestnut mare snorted, turning her attention away from the ground and back the way she had come. Maybe she should start heading back...? Nah. This thicket was nice for now
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Post by FaunaFawn on Dec 28, 2016 15:06:36 GMT -6
SyriaAmbassador to Aodh
Syria's visit was coming to and end and she really wasn't ready to head back. She miss her friends, her family, the sand all of it. So why did it have to be time to head back already? A sigh escaped her lips as she trotted on wards by her lonesome, she knew this was part of the job, but it did not mean it made her heart ache less. Eyes glanced forwards as she heard something. Eyes narrowed a bit as she walked forwards on gentle hoof steps trying her best to be as quite as possible in hopes that whatever was ahead could not notice her. As Syria moved forwards a brow arose curious as a flash of red came into her vision, she picked up her steps and glanced over the thickets to spot a fellow Serorian.
"Well hello there?" she asked to the mare offering a bright smile. Syria looked to the mare and she eyed her curiously. Surely she had seen the mare before in Serora, but for some reason she did not know the name of her. Syria took a step back. "Im Syria by the way and I have a favor to ask you if your interested?" she asked the mare with a bright smile. Perhaps this one would like to accompany her to Aodh, or at least close to Aodh. The path was long and sometimes there was some danger, sometimes there wasnt. Eyes looked to the mare before her curiously, wondering if she would even be interested.
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Post by loveboxer123 on Dec 28, 2016 18:12:02 GMT -6
Crescent Fallabor
Seroran Fleetfoot
The little mare was sweating now, having basically galloped in circles until she was tired. A low chuckle left her as she rested for a minute. A good workout was nice for a Fleetfoot such as she.
Then the voice came
"HEEEEEEE! " The sound that escaped her made her seem more donkey than horse, ears whirling as she did, nearly stumbling over herself in her hurry.
The stranger spoke of a favor. Oh! Syria! That was her name! Wait a second...
"Hiya! I'm Crescent Fallabor! And I'm sure I could help ya out! " Even for all her chipper facade, she was panicking a bit. This was an Ambassador . Well, she was guessing. She had heard Dad toss around the names of their ambassadors and Syria had been the name of one of them. She couldn't remember where to however. That she hadn't been paying attention to.
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Post by FaunaFawn on Jan 18, 2017 18:08:43 GMT -6
Syria
Syria nearly jumped when her mere hello startled the mare which startled herself. "Im so sorry I didn't mean to spook you or anything." she remarked nervously and now feeling like a fool for asking a favor when she nearly scared the poor mare. Though when the mare willing agreed, she sighed with relief. "Oh goodness thank you, Crescent, you are a life savor honestly. I need a body guard while I travel to Aodh. I need to travel back there quickly, I was only here for a brief visit." she chuckled a bit more.
"I think Ive seen you around before?" she thought aloud a bit. "You're a fleetfoot right?" she asked her curiously. Offering a smile as it was always best to get to know the company around her, though her gift allowed many to relax in her presence. A nice way to take the pressure off of things when talking. "Oh if you still like to do the favor I would be so grateful. I know Aodh is quiet a trip and not many enjoy visiting there." she spoke a bit softly. Still hoping Crescent would agree to it. Traveling so far alone, always seemed to scream disaster to her. |
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Post by loveboxer123 on Jan 22, 2017 11:35:02 GMT -6
Crescent Fallabor
Seroran Fleetfoot
Crescent's eyes widened
Aodh? The herd she had only heard rumors about. Not so nice ones at that. Mostly about the slavery the herd seemed to rely on and how wasteful they are.
But a chance to visit? She wouldn't pass that up! Her father could fuss over her when she got back. A grin spread across the face of the mare as she nodded rapidly, ears flicking as she danced in place like an excited foal
"Course I can help! " She chirped, finally standing still. Her cloak fluttered softly across her withers as she tugged at the silver rose insignia, before looking up
"Are we heading out right away? "
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