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.
Posted on April 28, 2020 at 10:31:19 PM by Solomon
Solomon
He can't help the feeling of triumph that courses through him briefly as the skittish lavendar mare steps forward to return to exchange, and the smile still present on his lips broadens. She seems both curious about him and wary, which he supposed was a fair way to treat any male you interacted with in the Commons. From what Solomon had seen, you had a fifty fifty chance of getting forcibly marked and then frog marched out of the Commons whether you liked it or not.
If he was being honest, that was his preferred method.
Lingering in the commons risked interference by the Peak or the Lagoon, as evidenced by the whole situation with Marzanna and having to chase down the golden vixen. However, he also knew that chasing mares out before getting to know them came with it's own dangers, as evidenced by Coda and her shenanigans. Though he was now rid of her and her troublesome influence, the damage she had done would continue to plague him in the future, he was sure.
Still, the brush of her skin is pleasant, and while he is not entirely sure why she looks behind him after complimenting his grandparents, he is determined to roll with it. he murmurs an affirmation to her statement before returning his attention to Neala as she speaks again. The girl says the magic words and he inclines his head, but does not yet speak. Darwin adds in a bit of her own backstory and once again Sol finds himself confused. He knows, vaguely, that parrots are birds, though he has not yet seen one himself. He also knows what a fish is, but a parrotfish? It sounded like the lavender girl was just making things up now.
His ears flick back uncertainly but she seems perfectly happy with whatever had truly led her here, so he does not push for now. "Do you follow fish around often?"
With a chuckle, he flicks his gaze first to Neala and then back to Darwin. "I'm no fish, but you're both welcome to follow me to my home in the Cove. Winter should be letting up soon and there's plenty to explore on Tinuvel."
Solomon chuckles then, his gaze softening. "I'm not sure that we have any of these parrotfish in the water, but we do have other fish you might get to know."
The tobiano had yet to see his home in Spring or Summer. The seasons of the Cove would be as new to him as it was to them, but he imagined that there would be life on Tinuvel. If there was not, they would not be able to thrive there as they did.
If he was being honest, that was his preferred method.
Lingering in the commons risked interference by the Peak or the Lagoon, as evidenced by the whole situation with Marzanna and having to chase down the golden vixen. However, he also knew that chasing mares out before getting to know them came with it's own dangers, as evidenced by Coda and her shenanigans. Though he was now rid of her and her troublesome influence, the damage she had done would continue to plague him in the future, he was sure.
Still, the brush of her skin is pleasant, and while he is not entirely sure why she looks behind him after complimenting his grandparents, he is determined to roll with it. he murmurs an affirmation to her statement before returning his attention to Neala as she speaks again. The girl says the magic words and he inclines his head, but does not yet speak. Darwin adds in a bit of her own backstory and once again Sol finds himself confused. He knows, vaguely, that parrots are birds, though he has not yet seen one himself. He also knows what a fish is, but a parrotfish? It sounded like the lavender girl was just making things up now.
His ears flick back uncertainly but she seems perfectly happy with whatever had truly led her here, so he does not push for now. "Do you follow fish around often?"
With a chuckle, he flicks his gaze first to Neala and then back to Darwin. "I'm no fish, but you're both welcome to follow me to my home in the Cove. Winter should be letting up soon and there's plenty to explore on Tinuvel."
Solomon chuckles then, his gaze softening. "I'm not sure that we have any of these parrotfish in the water, but we do have other fish you might get to know."
The tobiano had yet to see his home in Spring or Summer. The seasons of the Cove would be as new to him as it was to them, but he imagined that there would be life on Tinuvel. If there was not, they would not be able to thrive there as they did.
Replies:
- Once a Ruler Always a Ruler - By Neala April 28, 2020 at 10:44:15 PM
- the entangled bank. - By darwin. April 29, 2020 at 08:14:45 PM
- comfort me with apples, for i am sick of love [x] - By Solomon May 5, 2020 at 04:34:26 AM
- the entangled bank. - By darwin. April 29, 2020 at 08:14:45 PM
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