12-08-2018, 08:23 PM
The sharp cry startles me, and I spin to face the voice as my wings flare out without thought. An unconscious defense - making myself look larger - but I see no danger: there is only Noah and an odd blue horse. It is the blue creature that Noah looks at and so I follow her gaze, my cobwebbed brow knitting at the sight of her odd position and drooping wings.
I'd not seen here there when I'd reached the beach, and I wonder if she hadn't been behind me, the wind diverting her scent and the sound of my hooves hiding those of her hooves.
Or her paws?
Noah says she had seen the winged girl as a wolf and my navy ears flick forward curiously. I take a curious step forward, pleased by the limberness of my still-warm muscles.
"You're a shifter?" I ask her, curiosity coloring my voice. I have heard of horses with such gifts, but I have never come across one. "I'm Lepis," I add as an afterthought, wondering who this unfamiliar creature might be. It's obvious that Noah does not know her either, which only serves to further my interest.
@[Sawtooth]
@[Noah]
I'd not seen here there when I'd reached the beach, and I wonder if she hadn't been behind me, the wind diverting her scent and the sound of my hooves hiding those of her hooves.
Or her paws?
Noah says she had seen the winged girl as a wolf and my navy ears flick forward curiously. I take a curious step forward, pleased by the limberness of my still-warm muscles.
"You're a shifter?" I ask her, curiosity coloring my voice. I have heard of horses with such gifts, but I have never come across one. "I'm Lepis," I add as an afterthought, wondering who this unfamiliar creature might be. It's obvious that Noah does not know her either, which only serves to further my interest.
@[Sawtooth]
@[Noah]
