[ Respond | Andarin: The Mountains ]
Posted by Hesper on March 14, 2009, 4:53 am, in reply to "for hesper"
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If they were humans with skin, and hair not like a coat, Hesper would be wringing her hands in the bottom of her dress, her face flustered and red. She certainly would not be looking at the colt as they bashfully collided noses, and it was this that the tobiano filly still did. Fine head is tucked against the lithe breastplate, and bright amber eyes kept watching on a pink flower that swayed slightly.
Her breeze rustled happily, teasingly around her legs, and brushing up her strands of beige and brown maybe some black and white too. It makes the couple of gifts from friends rattle against her neck, the feather and blossom (which was still alive), tangle with her short mane that was spiked and erratic in her own gales.
“Well I’ve sort of been to Desreál, only a few times though, uhhhhm annnnd,” Her voice ponders, and finally she brings her incandescent, amber eyes back towards the black colt, whose water trickles off him, and dampened the ground. In response, Hesper’s air happily cuts through it, and splashes it, severs it into droplets, that the sunlight scatters into rainbows.
“I’ve been up the mountains a lot, although there are lots of gullies I still haven’t gotten a chance to see. Do you know any really…” Eyes dart, and the child takes a careful step forwards, to whisper in his ear (with a little speckle of rainbows), “secret…” She steps away with star-shining eyes, “…ones?” And pulling away suddenly, throwing her head and prancing a few steps away, the giggles continue to chime from her mouth.
Lycoris x Micah
air iii
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