Hoofprints in Sand (any)

[Zaravich]

the words she knows the tune she hums

She gave a dip of her head to the spotted stallion followed with a small chuckle as he went along with her playful comment. He than went on to converse with Desirea, offering her a home with his herd.

As she watched Szeth and Desirea converse to her shock Phaderus appeared as if he knew she was talking about him. She gave a humble gaze to him as he greeted her and placed his wing over her, as if to protect her from Szeth(even though he showed no harm). Better now that your here She rubbed her head against his shoulder gently before returning her gaze to Szeth and Desirea. She listened as he offered there home to Desirea, curious to if she would pick there home or a new start with Szeth.

Zaravich

the tiny dancer

OOC: sorry if you were waiting on me, also that this is super short.

[Desirea]

It wasn't long before they were joined by yet another stallion. Desirea watched him curiously as he approached. Her face was soft and mild, her eyes bright with interest in this new turn of events. She'd never seen an equine with such a magnificent pair of wings (at least as far as she remembered). The way he slung one gorgeously-feathered appendage over Zaravich was charming and strange.

But as she turned her head to admire the approaching stallion, Desirea happened to catch Szeth's deadly glare.  There was so much hatred and disdain in his eyes that she immediately felt a chill of fear pass through her.  Desirea turned her eyes back to the newest addition to the group, studying him carefully to see what unforgivable trait she had missed.  Glancing him over, however, she could see nothing obvious.  What had put the spotted stallion on edge?  It made her nervous.  What did he know about this new arrival that she did not?

Desirea gave Phaedrus, as he was called, a polite smile; but it was obvious now that she was quite unsure of herself.  "It's a pleasure to meet you, Phaedrus," she said softly.  He seemed so at ease and comfortable, aside from the gently protective touch of his wing on Zaravich's back -- but stallions were meant to be protective of their mares, and she could find no obvious fault in his posture.

Desirea realized that the time had come for her to make a decision, so that everyone could be on their way.  It did no good to stand around in the middle of nowhere making small talk, especially when one member of the group was obviously ill-at-ease.  Even aside from that, the winged stallion had begun to glance around, as if in his mind he had already abandoned them for more interesting prospects.  

The little roan mare glanced between Zaravich and Szeth one more time before taking a shy step toward the spotted stallion.  Their shoulders brushed, and she felt her skin warm at the unexpected touch. "I'd be happy to join you, Szeth, if you don't mind."  She smiled bashfully at him before turning her gaze back toward the other two equine.

"I hope to meet up with you again Zaravich, Phaedrus."  Her eyes were bright, despite the uncertainty she felt in the presence of this new stallion.  The fact that Zaravich was so comfortable with him made her feel a little more at ease; regardless, she would certainly pepper Szeth with questions as soon as they were out of earshot.  She turned one more time to Zaravich, feeling guilty that she had been put into such an awkward situation.  Her gaze was apologetic, but she still smiled adoringly at the lovely mare.  "Thank you so much for your kindness, Zaravich."

ooc; No worries!  <3  Sorry about the awkward thread lol.  ;w;

[Szeth]

Disgust roils in his chest as Zaravich greets the thing with open fondness, rubbing her head against the newcomer’s shoulder. He keeps his face placid however, doing his best to hide his true feelings. Traited ones may be abominations, but they are often rather powerful abominations. Best not to anger this one - he doesn’t want to create a potentially unbeatable enemy.

Desirea greets Phaedrus politely, which frustrates him a little, but he cannot blame her. If she’s aware of how corrupt the traited can be, that she’s likely just trying to placate the fellow. And if she’s new to even the concept of traits, well, she can’t be blamed for not knowing how easily they corrupt. In fact, if she’s new to Beqanna he wouldn’t be surprised if she’s in awe of something like a pair of wings. Most horses new to Beqanna are.

He prays she never gets to know the other horrendous traits that can be out there.

He is surprised however, when the mare suddenly takes a step towards him and says that she’d like to accompany him. Oh happy day! “Of course! Follow me - the territory I’ve been eying isn’t too far away.” He pauses to let her say her goodbyes to Zaravich and … Phaedrus, then after a brief moment of consideration adds his own. “It was a pleasure to meet you Phaedrus, and to see you again Zaravich. Perhaps I will see the both of you again sometime soon.” He hopes not. He really, really hopes not. He doesn’t want to be on any traited stallion’s radar.

He turns in the direction of the Beach, pausing to look at Desirea with a smile on his face. “Shall we?” His dream is finally underway!

szeth

absolute power corrupts absolutely

I'll post in Paradise Beach for you.