Username: Lavellan
Show Name: As Sweet As Song
Barn Name: Nightingale
Gender: Mare
Height: 14.3 hh
Eye Color: River Shimmer
Phenotype: Honey Roan Tovero
Genotype: ee aa Rnrn Tt Oo
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Artist | kkspecial4 [gallery] |
Time spent | 1 hour, 13 minutes |
Drawing sessions | 2 |
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Lavellan wrote:Username: Lavellan
Show Name: As Sweet As Song
Barn Name: Nightingale
Gender: Mare
Halter Color: Eye colour
Companion:Nightingale's companion is an old, grouchy crow! The hooded crow, having made generations of nests in the trees surrounding the stables, now knows the comings and goings of the stable staff, and soon learned when feeding times were. He tried his luck with several of the other horses and their buckets, but lost a couple of feathers as he was shooed away and stomped at. He had to suffice with the spillage, until he met this mare. He sat on the fence, watching her with beady eyes as she buried her nose in the bucket, but her eyes watched him just as closely. After a few minutes, she stopped, pulling her nose out, and to his surprise, she let him light upon the rim of the bucket, and allowed him to take his fill. To him, it was a mighty feast, but to her it was barely a mouthful, and as he hopped back to the fence, belly full, he watched as a muscle on her wither jumped. He wasn't sure what it meant, but, once she tossed her head and flicked her tail at it one too many times, he realized - she couldn't reach an itch! Time to pay her back for her kindness. Taking the leap into the short flight to her back, landing as gently as he could upon her spine, he reached down with his beak, scratching the base of her mane. She jumped lightly at the contact, but soon her lip was wriggling in the air, her face a silly expression of pleasure. And that's how things went from then on. The crow would steal a couple of mouthfuls of her grain, and, in return she had a companion who'd scratch that itch that she couldn't reach, or, as time went on, would loosen the uncomfortable plaits or, once or twice, would unlatch the gate to her pasture and allow her a trip to the vegetable garden!
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