11-17-2016, 06:31 PM
The horses may come and go as they please. Marlyn would not stop them. Sylva was a land for the tired, the war torn. This land would be once of peace and a reminder to all of Beqanna of their follies. Amber eyes look over the crowd as the horses spoke amongst themselves. Mar gives Jedi, a stallion from her foalhood, a small but hopeful smile despite his doubt.
Another seemed to lurk along the fringes of the gathering. Anther stallion rich in mahogany and we suited for the terrain. "Hello there." Marlyn calls to the unknown male before taking a few paces closer to Ryuga. "Welcome to Sylva, I'm Marlyn." The young mare smiles with a bit of a tilt to her skull as he awaits his reply, curious and attentive.
Another seemed to lurk along the fringes of the gathering. Anther stallion rich in mahogany and we suited for the terrain. "Hello there." Marlyn calls to the unknown male before taking a few paces closer to Ryuga. "Welcome to Sylva, I'm Marlyn." The young mare smiles with a bit of a tilt to her skull as he awaits his reply, curious and attentive.
MARLYN