02-18-2019, 03:35 PM
It was her duty to venture out, visits to other kingdoms as well as the nomad lands. She had remained in Sylva for a couple weeks and figured it was as good a time to visit a nomad land as any.
The trip was quick, at least it appeared that way. She swiftly made her way until she reached the tall grass, avoiding the harsh heat of the sun. Her tail swats annoyingly at the pestering bugs that surround her.
As she reached the meadow it seemed to be a pointless visit, rather quiet today. Though she thought about turning around and heading home she silently stalked in hopes to run into another.
As luck would have it, it wasn't long until she spotted another. She watches him in the comfort of her hiding spot, only for a moment. He was pleasant to look at, his muscles well defined. He was similar to her own age, and his blue mane complimented the dark on his pelt.
Finally she breaks from her hiding spot, she approaches him and it isn't until she was a few paces from him that she catches the familiar scent of the Cove. Her eyes narrow in on him, she had smelled it before, from Valdis, and the other stallion who visited her home.
A smirk tugs at her lips, it seems that she was destined to run into the Cove members, perhaps she could convince him to Sylva as well. Hello, my name is Mary , her voice was gentle as she gazes at the defined brute. Are you from the Cove? She asks even though she knows the answer.
@[Velk]
The trip was quick, at least it appeared that way. She swiftly made her way until she reached the tall grass, avoiding the harsh heat of the sun. Her tail swats annoyingly at the pestering bugs that surround her.
As she reached the meadow it seemed to be a pointless visit, rather quiet today. Though she thought about turning around and heading home she silently stalked in hopes to run into another.
As luck would have it, it wasn't long until she spotted another. She watches him in the comfort of her hiding spot, only for a moment. He was pleasant to look at, his muscles well defined. He was similar to her own age, and his blue mane complimented the dark on his pelt.
Finally she breaks from her hiding spot, she approaches him and it isn't until she was a few paces from him that she catches the familiar scent of the Cove. Her eyes narrow in on him, she had smelled it before, from Valdis, and the other stallion who visited her home.
A smirk tugs at her lips, it seems that she was destined to run into the Cove members, perhaps she could convince him to Sylva as well. Hello, my name is Mary , her voice was gentle as she gazes at the defined brute. Are you from the Cove? She asks even though she knows the answer.
@[Velk]
