Posted on September 30, 2015 at 07:17:01 PM by STRACK
STRACKShe doesn't smile at his approach but she's still polite, and that's more hospitality than he had received from anyone else that he had met in the Lost Islands. Nevertheless, he keeps his own smile as he halts some yards from the flaxen chestnut, his ears pressed forward in interest at her response. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Macabre. I wasn't expecting to find anyone other than Kjartan wandering around here," he shrugs pleasantly but finds that he feels almost sheepish at the mare's inquiry. He chuckles warmly and bobs his head before finding his words, "I suppose I am. I was living on Salem before this, and let me tell you, it's much more comfortable here." He's pleased that Paradise is not painfully hot. The heat here is comforting, especially when the winds come booking off of the channel.
He shifts his weight to stand more comfortably, his crescent hooves sinking slightly into the warm sand. "Have you lived here long? Or are you just visiting?" He hadn't smelled her scent since he had arrived, but that didn't mean much when the saltwater constantly tainted the winds that gusted around them.
He watches Macabre politely, remaining silent while he waits for her response.
(Sorry that this post was such shit lol, I'm on my way to work!)
THE SUN SAID, "IT HURTS TO BECOME,"
He shifts his weight to stand more comfortably, his crescent hooves sinking slightly into the warm sand. "Have you lived here long? Or are you just visiting?" He hadn't smelled her scent since he had arrived, but that didn't mean much when the saltwater constantly tainted the winds that gusted around them.
He watches Macabre politely, remaining silent while he waits for her response.
(Sorry that this post was such shit lol, I'm on my way to work!)
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