05-13-2019, 07:11 AM
Despite the aura of uncertainty that had colored each of her days in the Pampas, the dun mare has only bright memories of the little roan. The smile that crosses her face at the sight of Noah on the earth below is bright and genuine though it is surely impossible for the Pampan to see from this height. Banking as quickly as her husband, she takes advantage of the lack of resistance that his larger figure cuts through the air and follows him to the earth.
Their flights have become more frequent of late and Lepis is not reluctant to cut this one short. Not for Noah, who she has not seen in some time.
She lands lightly a few meters away from the pair and cuts a quick trot toward them, smiling at Noah while giving her husband a quick glance. He is as pleased to see the little red mare as she is. Though he has already pressed their visitor with queries, Lepis speaks regardless.
“I’m glad to see your flowers again; they’re beautiful. I can only assume the Pampas is covered in them now that the Plague has left us.” The waving grasslands had always been striking, and Lepis imagines that with Noah back at full strength that their colors would be spectacular come spring.
@[Noah]
@[Wolfbane]
Their flights have become more frequent of late and Lepis is not reluctant to cut this one short. Not for Noah, who she has not seen in some time.
She lands lightly a few meters away from the pair and cuts a quick trot toward them, smiling at Noah while giving her husband a quick glance. He is as pleased to see the little red mare as she is. Though he has already pressed their visitor with queries, Lepis speaks regardless.
“I’m glad to see your flowers again; they’re beautiful. I can only assume the Pampas is covered in them now that the Plague has left us.” The waving grasslands had always been striking, and Lepis imagines that with Noah back at full strength that their colors would be spectacular come spring.
@[Noah]
@[Wolfbane]
