Divinity Rising
mare | 14.0hhs | seal bay | of the peak
Holding her flower high, Divinity smiled past her blush and gave the stallion her most dazzling grin. She was youthful, still untouched by the first year of adulthood. It would be coming of course, but for now she was none the wiser as she stood before the stallion. She had no mind to catalog him as handsome yet, but something about him had her blushing a bit more and batting her eyelashes as she turned to look at her hooves.
Flicking her ears up at his name, the short and dark colored mare hummed faintly and grinned again around the flower. “The pleasure is all mine!” She exclaimed around the flower, not letting him take all the fun from their meeting. She had been the one to almost hit him, sure, but he did not get all the fun! No way hosay! Divinity deserved a bit of credit for it and her smile turned a bit more wolfish at her internal puffing like a little rooster.
“I have caused no harm other than the upturned grass in front of you Kyon.” Giggling, she eyed the grasses all ruined from where her hooves had dug into the soil like a set of four shovels. The ground would fix of course, but she did not have the time to really worry about it. “Could you help me a bit? This flower is in the way of my speech and I would like it in my hair.” One track mind… like most children. Divinity wanted the flower in her hair, not in her mouth so she would stick Kyon with the job one way or another.
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