07-04-2016, 09:23 PM
GLASSWYNE.
Although her imagination had been working overtime guessing what creatures would approach, she hadn't considered anything quite so fantastic looking as the young mare that approached her. Both black trimmed ears flick forward in a brief expression of surprise, a grin spreading easily across her charcoal lips. Glass had heard plenty of stories of horses painted in fantastic colors or even sporting wings and magic powers, but had never seen such things herself. She imagined that eventually the sight of a mare with a pink mane and rich yellow eyes would soon seem commonplace, but for now she reveled in the new-ness of it all."Pretty name. I'm Glasswyne," another quick steal of sunshine across her lips. "Or Wynn if you prefer."
Glass paused here, not immediately sure how to proceed. Were you supposed to wait and go through some idle chit-chat first or was it acceptable to delve right into the meat of the situation? Was it socially acceptable to ask about the veritable rainbow this mare was? Briefly her brow furrowed with this concern as much as an equine's brow could furrow before it smoothed as she made her decision. "Where do you come from Raene?."
xx -- apha -- looks -- homeless
