10-14-2016, 02:17 AM
Butterflies are self propelled flowers.
Little did she realise that her words had bene offensive, instead of a well meant advice. And thus does Vlinder not understand the sudden flare annoyance that is shortly displayed by Priel. She would’ve shrugged her shoulders if she could, brushing it away. Apparently she didn’t want company. However, before she can leave, the tall and muscular bay mare speaks up. Help? What made her think that Vlinder could help? Vlinder was good for nothing, after all. But then, then she remembers the horn.
Oh, her horn was so much better than her defected wings. It stood tall and proud, with an sharp point that could pierce through almost everything. The black roan mare didn’t regret the loss of her wings, as the horn was so much better. ”Stand still” she tells the other mare, afraid that she would miss the rope and cut into the mare herself if she would move. Since only the tip was sharp enough to cut through things, Vlinder tried to positioned it in such way that she could rip through the rope as she carefully tipped it upwards.
Oh, her horn was so much better than her defected wings. It stood tall and proud, with an sharp point that could pierce through almost everything. The black roan mare didn’t regret the loss of her wings, as the horn was so much better. ”Stand still” she tells the other mare, afraid that she would miss the rope and cut into the mare herself if she would move. Since only the tip was sharp enough to cut through things, Vlinder tried to positioned it in such way that she could rip through the rope as she carefully tipped it upwards.
Vlinder
Zeik x Felinae