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Posted on April 5, 2015 at 08:35:13 AM by Carisa
 2; MUTT; 16’3; DEAF; RURISK x INDY The call wasn't heard. It would have amused Carisa though if she had looked in Orhan's direction and saw how he called out to her. While her defect was a pain it was at times amusing to those around her who tended to forget since the palomino was just like the rest of them; her fault not being a visible one. She only realizes she's not alone when the she can scent Or coming nearer and turns her head to watch him approach with a small smile on her lips. Lowering her head, her eyes watch his lips with interest. A simple greeting and more words. She looks back up at him, her smile still gracing her lips. "Orhan," she breathes, his name like a tickle on her tongue. She extends her nose to brush his, huffing out before breathing in his sandy scent; she detected a hint of salt as well. He had come from the beach then, probably patrolling with how cool it was. "I like to walk," she finally answers his question after a few seconds of silence, her eyes looking to his before looking ahead of her at the vast expanse of sand and hills. "I've been trying to learn the whole layout of the land, so I don't get lost and can't find you, but I've begun to notice that the sands seem to change." The weather did that, she says in her head. Nothing stayed the same for long, except for the little oasis; being so neatly tucked away it never seemed to change. "Quite odd if you ask me," she muses, looking down to her hooves before glancing back to Orhan with a grin.  |
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- FEARLESS ON MY BREATH - By orhan April 9, 2015 at 02:55:41 PM
- [x] - By Orhan April 26, 2015 at 03:19:22 PM
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