10-25-2016, 09:44 PM
A third approached, another stallion, very similar in build and height to Magnus. Though this one was of a similar colour to Spice herself, there was an apparent height difference. There must not be any ponies here. The small mare thought to herself as she examined her new acquaintance. Her companions made no immediate response to him. Well, it's decided, I will have to change my name if I want to seem less out of place here. Pumpkin Spice thought as the stud introduced himself, for he and his parents had names as strange as the others in this motley group. Though in reality Spice had no intention of changing her name, it was improper to change the names one's mother gave them.
"Greetings, I am Pumpkin Spice." She introduced herself for the third time, maintaining her cheery disposition. She felt it best to leave Celeana and Magnus to introduce themselves, for she hardly knew them.
The sun had climbed a little higher in the sky, it was properly mid morning now and the frost had mostly dried from the grass. This day had turned out to be much better than she had anticipated; for already she had met three new contacts who she hoped she would one day call friends. It still puzzled her if and how they may know each other - was it typical for a herd to go recruiting in this place? So many new things needed to be learned! At least the language here seemed to be the same as her own, she had traveled through a land where the equine had spoken a completely different tongue!
(OOC: No worries, Spice is completely new to me. If you compare this post with her first post you'll probably notice she's already evolved a little :p)
"Greetings, I am Pumpkin Spice." She introduced herself for the third time, maintaining her cheery disposition. She felt it best to leave Celeana and Magnus to introduce themselves, for she hardly knew them.
The sun had climbed a little higher in the sky, it was properly mid morning now and the frost had mostly dried from the grass. This day had turned out to be much better than she had anticipated; for already she had met three new contacts who she hoped she would one day call friends. It still puzzled her if and how they may know each other - was it typical for a herd to go recruiting in this place? So many new things needed to be learned! At least the language here seemed to be the same as her own, she had traveled through a land where the equine had spoken a completely different tongue!
(OOC: No worries, Spice is completely new to me. If you compare this post with her first post you'll probably notice she's already evolved a little :p)