Arioso

She trotted in her hoof beats loud and clear, she surveyed the land it would do she thought. She called out loudly to the lead hoping for a home.

Storm

Ivory soldier moved about his land. Smile pon his maws as his nares caught scent of a fem in his realm. Appendages moved his blury arabic figure into a trot. Banner moved up to flag like stance as he moved forward. Not to long after he moved into trot his chasms spyed her. Dial held at full hight and a smile pon his kissers, a glow in his caverns, and a friendly look apon his mask. Stilts brought him to a halt and he looked at her. Bowing his tiara he came back up. Greeting miss, I a Storm, how may I help you?

Calling: Storm
Heritage: Arabian
Colored: Moonwashed
Cursed: Brute
Summers: 5
Sides with: Heaven
Loves: None
Sired: None
Loved By: None
Home:Storm Valley
Pulling the Strings: Storm Arioso

She arched her brown nape and gazed at him through choclate orbs then spoke, her voice calm, and smooth.

Lo, Storm I'm Arioso.

She said dipping her crown to him.

Storm

He nodded his svelte arabian dial. Bright crystal optics watched her till a smile split his kissers. So Arioso how may I help you?

Arioso

I was hopeing for a home. M'Lord

Storm

He nodded and smiled. Nap extended slowly and he nuzzled her nap softly. I would enjoy your company much. And you may call me Storm.

Arioso

She nipped his nape softly her orbs shining happily, at Storm.

Storm

He smiled and touched her facade softly. Moving his mug down her mask he touched her maws, nares breathing in her scent while exhaling his at the same time. He had a joyous look on his face as he smiled and looked at her.

Arioso

She smelled in his strong sweet scent. She was content and she sighed glad she was with someone whom would love her. She felt tingles go down her spine at his touch. She nuzzled him back. She felt so happy, so full of energy, when he touched her. She hoped she could share eternity with him, here.

Storm

He smild as his chasms took in the happy look on her facade. Nuzzling her nap one more time. A smile danced all over his mask. Would you like to go for a run? Being a desert born arabian he loved to gallop. Prancing happly his ivory plume waved in the zephyr as he awaited her answer.

Arioso

A soft nicker is emitted from her kissers, and she nips his tassles playfully, then canters gracefully, waiting for him to catch up fo rher to race into a gallop. Her hooves seem to dance across the soft loam, leaving indents in the grass.

Storm

He smiled at her response. Moving his appendages from his prance he breezed past her and circled back. He was a desert born arabian and he loved to run. His dial flew up, his twin peaks pricked, and whip was up like a flag. A smile pon his kissers as he flew forward. He would go all out till he couldn't breath. Nares opened wide taking in the oxygen he needed to breath. His dimonds barly touched the emarld carpet as he flew along. He hoped she was following.

Arioso

She pushed her pistons faster, and raced along beside him

Storm

He smiled as he watched her from the corner of his round orbs. Slowing down a bit his appendages still moving smoothy. He gave a happy buck then settled into galloping once more. Reaching out he touched her nap, optic twinkling. He was happy to have her.

Arioso

She whinnied happily, and bucked her pistons still moving swiftly.