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Oh you'd run away with me? she asked with a playful smirk tugging at her lips. "Yes, I would run away with you," his words fill the space between them "to a place where no one could find us and we could get to know each other better," He of course had NO idea where this place could possibly be. Tinuvel? The land to the north with mountain caves where they could be alone... or the Atlantis where the thick jungles offered solitude. But both of those places required a swim and at this current time, a swim in the choppy sea did not appease the spotted, smoky stallion.

A single ear is drawn to Nahawai as he decides to take his leave, his welcoming words draw the young stallion's full gaze. The Shore? He drew a breath, he is familiar with Atlantis, those white sand beaches, and turquoise waters. Síhtríc watches the older stallion disappear before he draws his glacial gaze to the pretty little mare with curly locks.

"Now, where were we beautiful?" he knew he was laying it on thick, but it seems that she likes when he talks sweetly to her. How would fadir of treated modir? He thinks quickly to himself. Find a flower?

He turns his gaze from the curly haired girl and searches for the bright purple flowers he knew grew near here. His smile widens as almost immediately he finds them growing amongst the brittle grasses. "Wait here!" he squeals as he excitedly trots to where the flowers grew within the hanging branches of a weeping willow. Plucking the flower from its friends, he pivots and brings it back to her safely pinched between his teeth. As he draws closer to her he comes to a halt and presents the brilliant purple flower to her.

"This if for you," he says he places the flower at her hooves, "I believe, its called Lavendar?" his brow furrows. His sister Skadi, is the one who is into collecting flowers...and random rocks, and bones, and dead things. Not him. BUT for a pretty girl he would do just about anything.