by waldeinsamkeit. » Tue Oct 01, 2013 1:22 pm
King heard Mystic'ss whinny and stepped back quickly. He flared his nostrils, smelling Hope. A sickly sweet scent filled his lungs. King shook his head, letting out a little cough. This mare was sick, and she may give it to the filly beside her. He nickered to Hope, wondering if she was okay.
Archer stopped in front of Blu. "Hello. I am Archer, this is my herd." He said. He looked back at Cherokee and Flint, smiling proudly.
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'hello, I'm waldeinsamkeit.
but you can call me walde, or sam
I prefer the her, she pronouns thanks
i currently am interested in horse
or wolf rps, so pm me if you have a
semi-literate or literate one uvu' ╰
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