Common

Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.

what it is to feel alive
Posted on July 26, 2019 at 10:08:21 PM by Astraea

The late fall air was crisp but it felt even cooler against Astraea�s honeyed pelt after her call. The combination of anticipation, nerves, and even some excitement only seemed to heighten her senses as she watched and listened for a few moments. There had not been too many horses present on this particular late afternoon in the Commons (though there were indeed a few), but Astraea had noticed in her prior observations that the new arrivals passing through were not alone for long, and it could only be assumed that once she made her presence known that maybe the same would be true for her.

The mare wasn�t sure who to expect or when exactly they may show, but she did have hopes that they would be pleasant. She was aware of the risk that she that she may encounter someone not quite �pleasant� - but she felt optimistic about it, lucky even - so she�d chose to roll the dice and see what the results were.

When some time passed and no immediate response came to her call, Astraea tentatively turned to picking at the sparse greenery scattered throughout the dry autumn grasses, casting semi-frequent glances watchfully to the space around her not wanting to be surprised. She�d paused her foraging for a moment to contemplate if she should try to approach one of these strangers herself or if she should continue waiting when she heard a deep nicker from nearby. The mare couldn�t stop the flinch of surprise and whipped her head toward the hoofbeats now approaching her. Her blue eyes were wide as she drank in the sight of the muscular red stallion as he did her in the approach, she tested a backwards step but as he slowed to a walk and then a halt she opted to hold her ground. Delicate, fluted ears press forward in interest at his voice which sounded decidedly masculine she thought in appraisal. �Hello, sir." Her own voice was a soft dulcet tone, courteous. She continued to study him and his movements, still forming an opinion of him, but couldn�t keep the hopeful look from her pale face. �Please, do.� She answered him, dipping her dished head in acquiescence, attempting a small careful smile. She extended her pink muzzle curiously a bit in an attempt to better catch his scent and those that clung to him. �Are you a native of this area?�

Astraea
Arabian Cross
Mare
Palomino Minimal Splash
3 years
14.2 hands
No Herd
Played by Tikki

Replies:

Use caution when the wolf comes knocking; - By Rougaru July 29, 2019 at 10:28:05 AM
- Live through this ~~lie~~ - By S H A M WARI July 29, 2019 at 09:49:19 PM

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