08-02-2019, 08:48 AM
Aodhán
little fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
The white and gold pegasus lifts his brow just a little, as the young female calls out ‘excellent’ first, before approaching. Wondering what makes her say that, he nears until a respectful talking distance, and tilts his head slightly though he doesn’t ask, shaking the subject. He’ll probably find out soon enough.
”I’m Aodhán,” he tells her. She has the kind of open personality that he has himself, he finds, and he smiles at her when she offers apologies. ”No need to be sorry. I’m kind of an intruder myself.” he tells her with a tone that implies they’re conspiring together, referring to the way he had entered the Pampas last season in a playful way. Still, he doesn’t really care to drag out that whole story and all it’s details, so he changes the subject slightly. ”So what brings you here, Intruder number Two? What makes the Pampas different from another land to you?” he wonders. He wants to know what draws her here, what could be the attraction for others. Surely that way, he would be able to bring more horses here; if he could find out what each different personality liked about the place, he would be able to recruit more perhaps.
Though, honestly, that is a long-term plan. For now he just enjoys her bubbly sight. And perhaps her teal colouring reminds him of a certain pretty mare and an even prettier daughter, though he wouldn’t tell on them. Not now, when nothing is certain yet.
”I’m Aodhán,” he tells her. She has the kind of open personality that he has himself, he finds, and he smiles at her when she offers apologies. ”No need to be sorry. I’m kind of an intruder myself.” he tells her with a tone that implies they’re conspiring together, referring to the way he had entered the Pampas last season in a playful way. Still, he doesn’t really care to drag out that whole story and all it’s details, so he changes the subject slightly. ”So what brings you here, Intruder number Two? What makes the Pampas different from another land to you?” he wonders. He wants to know what draws her here, what could be the attraction for others. Surely that way, he would be able to bring more horses here; if he could find out what each different personality liked about the place, he would be able to recruit more perhaps.
Though, honestly, that is a long-term plan. For now he just enjoys her bubbly sight. And perhaps her teal colouring reminds him of a certain pretty mare and an even prettier daughter, though he wouldn’t tell on them. Not now, when nothing is certain yet.
@[Vita]