11-15-2016, 09:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-15-2016, 09:11 PM by Pumpkin Spice.
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Pumpkin Spice knew of Nerine when Bowie mentioned it, Celeana lived there, and Spice had considered joining it - was still considering. The interactions between the purple stud and the teeny filly amuse Spice greatly and she doesn't try to hide the expression, the small child is such a delightful to be around. The flaxen mare wondered how the small one kept warm in such weather, and in the back of her mind she wondered where the mother of this little imp was.
"I was under the impression Nerine was strictly a sisterhood..." Pumpkin Spice remembered how adversely Celeana had reacted to the presence of Magnus and Kiano, but perhaps that was the competition of the field, and not completely the temperament of the mare. The presence of at least one stallion in Nerine explained the question she had had earlier of how the sisterhood maintained it's roster. "But you are certainly no ones sister." The fae finished as she watched Smidgen bounce around Bowie, and then skitter over and try and warm Spice up. She barely even felt the little puff of breath Smidgen offered. The mare began to move toward the aforementioned cluster of trees, pleased with the thought of being sheltered from the biting breeze that promised more snow soon.
"Winter certainly isn't my favourite time, but it is a pretty time to explore if you're adventurous." Though the weather could kill you if you weren't careful. But that last bit wasn't worth saying in such pleasant company.
The interaction between Bowie and Smidgen again made Spice smile, especially as Smidgen stumbled over her words regarding flight. Pumpkin Spice had seen others flying, though always way in the distance, she was herself rather curious of the process. The small mare did not like the idea of her hooves leaving solid ground though, she was meant to stay firmly planted on the turf.
OOC: It's okay, I quite enjoy reading bout Smidgen
"I was under the impression Nerine was strictly a sisterhood..." Pumpkin Spice remembered how adversely Celeana had reacted to the presence of Magnus and Kiano, but perhaps that was the competition of the field, and not completely the temperament of the mare. The presence of at least one stallion in Nerine explained the question she had had earlier of how the sisterhood maintained it's roster. "But you are certainly no ones sister." The fae finished as she watched Smidgen bounce around Bowie, and then skitter over and try and warm Spice up. She barely even felt the little puff of breath Smidgen offered. The mare began to move toward the aforementioned cluster of trees, pleased with the thought of being sheltered from the biting breeze that promised more snow soon.
"Winter certainly isn't my favourite time, but it is a pretty time to explore if you're adventurous." Though the weather could kill you if you weren't careful. But that last bit wasn't worth saying in such pleasant company.
The interaction between Bowie and Smidgen again made Spice smile, especially as Smidgen stumbled over her words regarding flight. Pumpkin Spice had seen others flying, though always way in the distance, she was herself rather curious of the process. The small mare did not like the idea of her hooves leaving solid ground though, she was meant to stay firmly planted on the turf.
OOC: It's okay, I quite enjoy reading bout Smidgen