Birthright
02-16-2014, 09:20 PM
| Obsidian |
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Her hooves shushed through the soft sand of the shore that ringed the island her wolven friends had taken up residence in. Her long tail flicked over her haunches in thought. She hadn?t expected Chrysanthe to lose to a yearling. Her head lowered, mane dragging lightly over the ground, watching the paw prints left by the wolves she considered family. Her ears pricked forward as Cormalin glanced back, and she returned Alsander?s glance with a bob of here head, until a halt in the procession brought her abreast with Surreal and the mist grey male. Erani let loose a thundering summons, and Obsidian flicked her tail again, one ear flicking back. The horse wasn?t quite sure what this all meant, yet. But she would find out. |