Kiss Thy Poison From My Lips
The wait is hardly long before there is a form coming across the emerald knolls. They call to him as if they had been searching for him all along. He wonders if this equine knew he would be here searching as well. The knowledge of why he was searching is lost to him but he finds this strangers sight comforting.
Noises come from the mare quickly approaching and he instinctively stops and looks her direction. A whinny is his response. It is foreign on his lips and vibrates within him. Slightly bewildered, he tries it again and this time it has more strength. His ears flick forwards when she is beside him and his darkened muzzle reaches from her buttery hide.
They were just getting acquainted when more noises fill the void around them. His lime eyes seek the source and find yet another nearing. This one much larger and far less delicate in approach. The pair seem to recognize one another, so he does not fret. His new limbs have lost most their wobble by this time in his adventure and so he moves in front of the mare to gaze upon the stone colored stallion. Finding happiness to be reflect upon the faces of those gathered, he listens to their interaction...
Delta
@[Lepis] @[Arthas]