Âkulu had to admit; Raegar was not only handsome, but he was cute. His interest was well-received by the inky mare. Although she’d been mindful of his space, she wasn’t particularly bothered as he closed the distance between them to greet her. He was bold and unafraid and his personality was very loud. Qualities that attracted her, almost instantly. He reminded her so much of her sire that she was very comfortable, in his presence.
She’d huff a breath through the velvet of her nose as their whiskers tickled one another. She would have given something of a chuckle in response to how his bristles tickled her. “ I’m Âkulu, and I’m from Tinuvel’s Bay. “ she said, not quite drawing the connection between Fell and Raegar and what she might mean for the both of them. It could also explain the familiarity of her scent. Her tail swayed behind her, the thick strands swaying behind her from the breeze that sighed past.
“ I have an excellent sense of direction. “ she replied, as she implies that she had no intentions of going to the Badlands. Not even if he was kind of cute. “ But, you never did answer why I’d want to go to a bad land. “ she replies with amusement. She’s old enough now to know it likely was just a name, but it helped her in this game of playing coy, and so she went with it.
Âkulu - Young Adult - Mutt - Black Overo - Fell x Bluechild - Glory