07-17-2017, 06:51 AM
A simple smile spreads over the deep blue of Epithet's lips as she is greeted by a smaller horse, a pretty autumn fire mare. The blue male does the normal thing, a casual glance over the other's small frame, plumped by winter and not a child. Epi allows the pull of the smirk to encase the blue mouth as she tosses the knotted length of her forelock away from her eyes, sticking behind the curl of a her left horn. Epithet enjoys the feeling of this body, a man's body. She enjoys the way the cold is impenetrable, the way the rust mare watched with blooming curiosity but Epithet hesitates after the other's introduction. A dark blue stallion can not give the name 'Epithet'. No, that would not do.
'"Cole." The name slips easily from her tongue, conjured up by something -someone that lay buried inside. Epithet is almost surprised but does not allow herself to break. The dark horned male falls quiet, a heavy hoof moving a bit out so he may stretch his form under the watchful eye of the sun. "Tephra." The tall male echoes the name of the acrid land though Epi already knows it. But 'Cole' does not so Epi speaks as though it is all new. Dark eyes roll to examine the lands before moving back to the smaller mare. "Pumpkin Spice-", her name is spoken low and deeply, "are you here all alone?" Epi asks with a quirked brow, an innocent enough question though she knows the other isn't.
So far, so good.
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[appearance]
stallion-17.2-deep blue-black with small white spots-raven's wings-black ram horns
'"Cole." The name slips easily from her tongue, conjured up by something -someone that lay buried inside. Epithet is almost surprised but does not allow herself to break. The dark horned male falls quiet, a heavy hoof moving a bit out so he may stretch his form under the watchful eye of the sun. "Tephra." The tall male echoes the name of the acrid land though Epi already knows it. But 'Cole' does not so Epi speaks as though it is all new. Dark eyes roll to examine the lands before moving back to the smaller mare. "Pumpkin Spice-", her name is spoken low and deeply, "are you here all alone?" Epi asks with a quirked brow, an innocent enough question though she knows the other isn't.
So far, so good.
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[appearance]
stallion-17.2-deep blue-black with small white spots-raven's wings-black ram horns
Epithet
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