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Post by morgan on Dec 24, 2008 23:22:43 GMT -5
A lone mare with the most bizzar markings had been swimming all day.She had finnally found land but it was snow covered.The mares pelt was black with white and brown spots,stripes and stars.Her eyes were ocean blue with mint green flecks.Her mane was black with brown and white interwind.Her tail the exact clone of her mane.Her calling card was a distinct high pitched whinny that could be heard from over five miles away.Her black hooves had seen many lands before but none like this.Back home she was born on the first night of the returning dew.The dew misting upon her coat and the moonlight shone upon the dew drops.It was then that her mother decided to call her Shimmering Dew Drop or Shimmer for short.
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Post by Vel on Dec 24, 2008 23:42:16 GMT -5
The ebony Arab stag cantered onto the snow covered sands of Spiagga Del Nord. He had heard the call of another equine and he had come to investigate. His pace slowed as he caught the scent of the equine. He was close. Close enough that he could tell that this equine was a femme.
Lassan continued to trot along the beach, whose normally red hued sands were covered with a few inches of fine, ivory powder. He halted when he saw the form of the vixen a few meters up ahead. He let out a whinny and walked forth. This fae was beautiful.
He halted once again when we was a couple meters away. "Hello, I am Lassan, god of Terra Delle Liberta. What would be your calling?" His voice was smooth and welcoming. His lyrics held an unusual accent, a mix of Scottish and Irish. He had accuired the accents mixture from both of his parents, even though he was born here on the isle.
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Post by morgan on Dec 24, 2008 23:48:37 GMT -5
Shimmer quickly turned her head to the stag and nodded a greeting,"I am Shimmering Dew Drop,or Shimmer" she said in a sweet tone.Her orbs flickered about the island as she took in the new scents and sights.Her radars pricked up and listening to his words.
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Post by Vel on Dec 24, 2008 23:53:47 GMT -5
"Shimmer. That's a beautiful name for a beautiful fae like yourself." He said as his optics caught sight of a sparrow flying high in the cold winter sky. He flicked his banner and said 'So Shimmer, are you out here alone, or do you have a herd?" Hopefully she didn't, then he could ask her to join his realm.
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Post by morgan on Dec 24, 2008 23:58:03 GMT -5
"thank you,I have no herd" Shimmer said watching the sparrow.The cold winter breeze picked up her mane and revealed the last of the markings.She infact knew nothing about where of to whom she was born.All she knows is she is here instead of where she is supposed to be.
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Post by Vel on Dec 25, 2008 0:20:06 GMT -5
"Well Miss Shimmer, if you are looking for a place to stay, you are more than welcome to join my herd if you would like." Lassan said as a cold gust of wind blew and whipped his tassles about his bodice. Hopefully the essa would join.
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Post by morgan on Dec 25, 2008 0:25:00 GMT -5
Shimmer turned her head to the sun whilst she was thinking.She turned her head back to the stag and said,"I would love to."By this time you could see the markings on Shimmers coat very clearly.
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Post by Vel on Dec 25, 2008 0:36:27 GMT -5
Lassan smiled. "Wonderful. Well then Shimmer, follow me back to Terra Delle Liberta." he said as he turned his obsidian bodice around and in the direction of his land. Hopefully the vixen would like it there.
ooc// start a new post in Terra Delle Liberta
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Post by morgan on Dec 25, 2008 0:55:00 GMT -5
"ok" Shimmer said trotting after him.
OOC:ok
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