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She’d been lost in conversation with BattleCry, the iron giant proficient as always in avoiding the topic at hand and putting the conversation back on her when truthfully all she’d wished was an answer. Life in the valley was never simple, at least when it came to matters of the heart. The call of another had alerted them both to an arrival and so with flicking strands against taunt muscle lithe frame started off and cross the valley floor. Towards the dapple vixen of before and the unknown brute within range. She wished no ill to the herd nor visitor, she simply wished an acknowledgment and understanding as to what the beast wanted. Silent hope that the iron giant was close behind Moonlight made her approach with a fluid grace. The dappled femora, Mercedes had been a running partner no more then a few days ago and already the elder mare was finding the other’s company pleasing and comforting. She hoped the same could be said of herself from the other, though that would have to wait for another time. Thorns flickering forth to grasp at spoken words, lines of ebon’ sealed shut as to prevent her own mixture of words to the offering – for now, she did not wish to alarm the male with the gathering. Instead she allowed a simper to form and skull of light stature to be lowered in an acknowledging bow, awaiting his response to Mercedes before commenting. Name whispered against the wind: Moonlight I am of the: Fairer Sex I have the features of a: Quab (Quarter/Arabian) I am painted the color of: the midnight sky I am marked by: the Cresent moon on my forehead and nothing more I’ve lived upon this Earth: 10+ years I belong to: No one I rest my weary bones within: Hopeful Valley | |