Angel Queen

The femme trots into the grassy plains. her colorless pillers carry her sweftly over the relm as her ice orbs scan for a hessin. Her torns are also at work. Her pillers blur as she picks up speed. Her talons start to tear the earth a bit. Ebon embremies part to let out a smooth, soft, sweet, loving melody for a stallion to come to her. When her pillers start to swet she comes to a halt to cool down her twin caverns breathing in hard.

Hidden Shadows

Shadow had been racing around with nothing to do when he came upon the fae. SEeing her he froze and sized her up. Would she fit in? would she like him? Unable to keep the questions to himself the friesian trotted towards the fae ebony coat glistening in the falling sun. "If you would like you are welcome in my home. I am in the Sonnet Forest"