Fire Opal
Robins will wear their feathery fire
It had been days since she had made it here into blossom, and met the dark king of Munashii who clearly had dark intentions, and she still hadn't managed to explore this entire realm. She had let her curiosity get the better of her today, fiery figure finding itself on the path to Misty Mountain, a place said to be covered in snow and fog year-round. How interesting. Maybe she might explore the slopes today, yes? Sounds like a plan. Cream legs extended in large bounds as she sprinted towards the base of the mountain, muscles preparing themselves for the climb ahead of the tiny ess.
Her tiny body shot like a bullet as she leapt up the slopes, hopping from edge to edge, nearing the top in a matter of minutes. There was no doubt that she had a ton of energy, and she was barely out of breath when she reached the top, little sides heaving eagerly as her tongue lolled from the side of her parted jaws. Her short fur lay slick against her body from the wind on her way up the cliffs, and her little legs trembled with enthusiasm as she looked around. A smile never left her face, not even as she spotted a much larger make climbing his way to the top. Instincts kicking themselves into gear, her Opal-like eyes locked in on her target, and her body hunkered low to the snow covered ground. Her fiery pelt stool out like a sore thumb, but she didn't care, she would be fine as long as she remained silent. Nearing his hind quarters, she waited until he got to the edge, and stopped dead in her tracks. She watched as he leaned in towards the wind, and carefully, she came up beside him to do the same. Smiling brightly, the hyper young lady let silky words plummet from her cage of daggers. "Hello! I'm Fire Opal, but feel free to call me Fire, Opal, or Red." She chuckled, shaking out her fur, looking up at the male who was much larger than the young adult Ethiopian lady.
☯ fire opal ☯ femme ☯ solitary ☯ free
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