[PRP] War stories of old... (Sophitia & Siegfried)

[GallusDomesticus]

A cooling summer breeze blew by gently as Sophitia grazed a few choice clovers off the ground. She stomped her feet in retaliation to the small pests of the lands she had recently moved to, they were nothing she couldn't handle. Another breeze, and she looked to the skies over head. Something didn't seem normal about this day.

She set off, over a hill, towards a patch of oaks growing on the edge of a larger forest. Even though it was a cool day, Sophitia would enjoy the shade and some relaxation. She allowed her large body settle in close to one of the larger trees, and took in the scenery around her.  

[JulianMoMo]

Siegfried had picked the choice of path which led him by the edge of the forest. Not too far into the dense trees that his armor would cause him problems, but to too out in the open that the days sunlight would reflect off of it and direct attention his way. He was content with the path he had chose, the shade acted as a wonderful cooling decide.

Up ahead however was something that caught his eye, the mare who was resting beside one of the trees. His head giving a slight tilt he cautiously made his way towards her, not wanting to disturb or startle her too suddenly. Once he figured he had a fair and polite distance between the two of them he gave a soft snort to let presence be known. "Excuse me... Ma'am. Is there something the matter?"