05-21-2016, 07:24 PM
FORGIVENESS IS A CONCERN FOR THE LIVING.
His nares did not lie to him, the scent was in fact Dacia. He was confused as the perlino mare approached him, she smelled and sounded like Dacia but looked nothing like her. She called out to him which cause his lips to curl in a smile, she explained that she had changed her coat. what the hell does that mean he thought to himself, and right before him she changed back to the olive pelt he remembered before changing right back to perlino. His eyes grew wide with shock and amazement, he knew that Beqanna held magic but he learned something new every day. He was aware the mare didn't hold a traditional color but he certainly didn't think she could change her coat at her desire.
He shook all the crazy thoughts from his mind focusing on the conversation she spiked up. Ahh isn't that fascinating he spoke referring to her changing colors you look just as lovely perlino as you do green he laughed at his own humor. The two barely knew each other but he was there for the birthing of her twins, and through the process they grew close. It was sad to admit out loud but Dacia was probably the closest friend he had in the Chambers. Ahh well sometimes I like to remember what green grass is like, the Chamber is dusty and all his voice had humor in it, poking at the kingdom that was sooty and dusty and had little spots with grass. And what brings you to the meadow? interested in her reasoning to adventure out.
ARTHAS
@[Dacia]