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we are the walking dead *
Posted on August 18, 2013 at 06:38:36 PM by asp *

the coffin is moving
The mare eventually moved (just when Asp was making the decision to charge her) and he followed the mare with his head low and his ears back, snaking his neck when she strayed from the path he wanted her on. It wasn't long until they found Dragonmaw, who had apparently not decided to heed his warning about staying amongst the sea grass. With a snort, Asp let up, deciding to let the mares greet each other and do whatever else it was that they did.

Asp only wanted them to be together so that he didn't have to go running back and forth to protect them from whatever dangers lurked in the Inlet.

It was apparent that the two mares were going to get along, and Asp shook out his mane happily. He lifted his head and immediately shifted into protector-mode, his nose smelling the wind and his ears twitching relentlessly. The brown and white stallion turned his head to look at the new mare who'd spoken, and he looked at her with a slightly incredulous look on his face.

“You will stay.” (There wasn't much of an alternative.)

“Dragonmaw knows the Inlet,' he said, 'you will follow her unless you can find someplace better.”

Essentially, Dragonmaw had seniority, but if the spotty blue roan felt she could do a better job at leading, she would be welcome to try.

“I am Asp.”

With that, he stepped forward and offered his nose.

asp *
five . quarter horse . red dun min. overo [ee/Aa/DD/nO] . 15.3hh . stallion . the inlet . played by hashtag




That sounds fine and fun to me! :)

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