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[Hymn #70] ~Rapide~ [Movement]
Apr. 24th, 2010 07:09 pm[Nathan's "unicorn" comments had at least warranted a look around the stables. Tear had seen plenty of interesting creatures, but the horses and the winged horses (called "pegasi" or singularly a "pegasus") were somewhat new. It was hard not to like creatures that would willingly trot up and take apples or carrots out of the palm of her hand. (Not that she was spoiling them or anything! She'd only brought a handful of apple slices yesterday - and it wasn't as if she could resist; the animals seemed both charming and intelligent.) Apparently they were riding animals; Tear had never ridden any sort of animal before, not even during her training, but the prospect was somewhat intriguing.
This afternoon, however, she was forgoing apple slices and instead waiting around for Guts. Perhaps she'd learn a thing or two about proper riding form by watching him.]
They move as if they haven't a single care in the world.
((OOC: This will use up 1% on Tataroo Valley part deux, leaving 1% left and 34% total used.))
This afternoon, however, she was forgoing apple slices and instead waiting around for Guts. Perhaps she'd learn a thing or two about proper riding form by watching him.]
They move as if they haven't a single care in the world.
((OOC: This will use up 1% on Tataroo Valley part deux, leaving 1% left and 34% total used.))
