04-21-2021, 03:20 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-31-2021, 03:11 PM by The Tin Man.)
@ [Starsonder]
Yep, it was a mare.
"I'm Tin Man," he says, maneuvering around the lava and its warm steam. He could just make out her coat, a pink-toned orange with splashed white on her legs and stomach. She seemed as mundane as he was, considering the magic in Beqanna--no extra limbs or anything. No extra limbs yet, he reminded himself; she could be a shapeshifter, after all.
"Are you one of the Tephra herd? I'm one of the nomads. I don't come here a lot, but Tephra has some perks for our... uh... situation." A quick tap of his hoof on the earth.
Hearts will never be practical,
until they can be unbreakable.
(But I still want one.)
until they can be unbreakable.
(But I still want one.)
Yep, it was a mare.
"I'm Tin Man," he says, maneuvering around the lava and its warm steam. He could just make out her coat, a pink-toned orange with splashed white on her legs and stomach. She seemed as mundane as he was, considering the magic in Beqanna--no extra limbs or anything. No extra limbs yet, he reminded himself; she could be a shapeshifter, after all.
"Are you one of the Tephra herd? I'm one of the nomads. I don't come here a lot, but Tephra has some perks for our... uh... situation." A quick tap of his hoof on the earth.
The Tin Man