The Lost Islands
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The Great Fish-Finder.

Beschea


To the naked eye, it was supposed that Kingfisher was pretty. Of course, the whole idea of being attractive to the eye is all but beyond the girl’s imagination. She had four legs, two eyes, two ears, two nostrils, one mouth, and she had hair in all the right places- to her that all added up to being perfectly healthy and that was all that she needed to be. She had no idea that people found it attractive how her blue eyes contrasted to her white face, or how her pink lips looked unbelievably touchable, or even that there were men that would scour her body for the handsome curves that women were known for. Actually, despite her well-built breed, she was rather scrawny and thin, almost child-like in her appearance, and trust me when I tell you, the most attractive thing about her appearance had to be her unique coloring that, even Kingfisher, had never seen before.

So naturally, as she scrambles to stand up straight in front of the other painted creature, lifting her head high in some form of arrogance or an infantile attempt to be as tall as the other man, she looked somewhat immature. She doesn’t care, all she wants to do is stand tall and look the guy in the eye, almost defying him, but not actually certain that that was what she was really doing or not. Chuckling cheerfully at his quip about being graceful or having some semblance of form, she thinks he’s serious. “Maebay one day!” She’s such a light-hearted creature, she laughs again and wiggles her bottom again. “Someweer far, far away. Why so meny qeestons?

Somewhere along the way in her life, she might had discovered that there was some allure in being a little mysterious- but in no manner is she flirting with the man. If she were planning to flirt with him, perhaps she would have bat her pale eyelashes and wiggled her body a little more saucily- but she’s too innocent and young feeling (despite her age that was slightly more advanced than that) to be hitting on the man.
KINGFISHER
mare. welsh cob cross. bay roan tovero. seven. fourteen hands. Ee Aa Rnrn nSb nT. russell.
The great fish-finder of the big blue seas.


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