03-13-2016, 02:14 PM
WEIR
It is without a doubt that the young mare could dance circles around him. It was almost a blur as she twirled about, this way then that way, oh dear. Much more of this and she would make him dizzy, feisty young thing. It was good though, they could use enthusiastic new blood, young ones that would carry on after their own time had ended. His amber eyes blinked then closed, resting them from their spin and focusing on her words to come.
When he again opened them he hoped she had settled, but it didn't seem that was the case. Perhaps she would need something to draw her fidgety attention.
Before you know it snow is swirling about his rusty hued body, not a flake to be spared- even in the dead of summer. With it he forms a woodland creature, a fox and sends the critter to blink up at the woman curiously. Hopefully that would work, or at least it would still her for a few moments of conversation.
"Pleased to meet you, I am Weir from the Dale, new here?"
When he again opened them he hoped she had settled, but it didn't seem that was the case. Perhaps she would need something to draw her fidgety attention.
Before you know it snow is swirling about his rusty hued body, not a flake to be spared- even in the dead of summer. With it he forms a woodland creature, a fox and sends the critter to blink up at the woman curiously. Hopefully that would work, or at least it would still her for a few moments of conversation.
"Pleased to meet you, I am Weir from the Dale, new here?"
WINTER IS COMING