Lady Twitch
Biting on his inner cheek, Sandelwood found himself watching the tree branches sway up and down in slow twitches. He did not need to know the feeling of the snow gushing off each branch, from where he stood. It already nipped against his chest. Shaking his hair to get the the beads of snow from his hair off, only for it to be quickly covered again. "If there was a being who made this white mass, it is more so they like pranks." he muttered. Walking forward, he lifted his head. Something warm in the air- he had thought. Funny. Wouldn't another being be huddled against their heard in such? Though, who am I to say? I run among none. Sandelwood thought to himself. Though, just in case, he had shook the snow off once again, in a feeble attempt.
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Her dark wings winced together, as each piece of wind hit her harder by the second. The uncomfortable temperature as well as snow kept hitting her delicate body, and she grumped at her situation. Ghost wasn't one who usually complained, though in this case it was because she was completely uncomfortable. Her decision to stray off for a bit had proven itself to be ridiculous, and she sighed at her silly ways. Shaking as she walked, she slowly shivered forward, in hopes of finding something comforting up ahead.
Lady Twitch
Sandelwood noticed the black twitching wings. They almost reminded him of a butterfly wings, for the second, but he shook his head. 'If that was a butterfly, I would think its legs were a bit deformed.' Chuckled to himself. It was something that you would not see. No- too tall, and too pale to be of such. It took a second glance to notice it was- yes a winged mare. Sandelwood had looked his back, for a second in ponder- 'Nope. Not a conspiracy.' He smirked. He knew it would not be, but couldn't hurt to check. Moving forward to approach the winged entity, he only did it slowly, lifting his head though, to get a better look, before haulting in front of her.
"Is it safe to mix in the snow, but be prone?"
He was curious by her wings, how they twitched, almost like an angered wild cat. Though he himself might have not much room to speak, he had noticed, remembering his vain attempts to keep the snow from making ornaments on his mane.
"Is it safe to mix in the snow, but be prone?"
He was curious by her wings, how they twitched, almost like an angered wild cat. Though he himself might have not much room to speak, he had noticed, remembering his vain attempts to keep the snow from making ornaments on his mane.
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Turning abrutly to the sound of a voice, Ghost lifted her gaze to a brightly colored stallion. He stood tall, and his colors were easily seen in the white of the enviornment.
"Oh um, what?" She said, in her soft voice, taken aback not only by the stallion, but by his question. "I apologize, I just am so darn cold." Feeling her teeth jitter, she flapped her wings again to make sure they hadn't froze. "This weather does no good for my wings."
She realized that she obviously had confused or interested the stallion, though either way she was happy for the company, as well as a new face. Unsure about anything, and with her mind feeling frozen, she stepped into a more comfortable position on the cold ground, and went to face the stallion fully on.
"I do not believe we have met before, my name is Ghost." She smiled, using the warmth she had left in her. "What is your name?"
"Oh um, what?" She said, in her soft voice, taken aback not only by the stallion, but by his question. "I apologize, I just am so darn cold." Feeling her teeth jitter, she flapped her wings again to make sure they hadn't froze. "This weather does no good for my wings."
She realized that she obviously had confused or interested the stallion, though either way she was happy for the company, as well as a new face. Unsure about anything, and with her mind feeling frozen, she stepped into a more comfortable position on the cold ground, and went to face the stallion fully on.
"I do not believe we have met before, my name is Ghost." She smiled, using the warmth she had left in her. "What is your name?"
Lady Twitch
Tilted his head. Odd creature, but she was perhaps just like him, in some odd sense. Raising a brow Sandelwood had tried not to laugh, but he just gave shy smile. "You know... I don't think it helps, but I have to say, I've never seen a butterfly in the snow." Studying the lines of the wings though, he then nodded. Looking about, he saw a patch of dirt, under two pine trees. Behind those trees were more pines, and he just gave a sheepish grin, and looked back at her. "Well, you're in luck for the moment being. I think there is a patch of heated ground." What he had meant is uncovered dirt, and dead pine needles. It was at much comfort to temperatures of warm blooded beings, for just a bit of heat had wove through the bundles, he remembered as it was starting to become winter.
He lifted his gaze from her eyes, to look forward for better options. "Not trying to be forward." He laughed, and shook his head. "It just seems you could use a bit of shelter. Standing there, he did not actually try to even sound much of anything but sincere. 'Kind of hard not to worry. Froen wings might actually break if it gets worse... Though she could just yell at me, if she chose.' thought Sandelwood with a smirk with a silly mental image, but went back looked to the winged being with concern.
He lifted his gaze from her eyes, to look forward for better options. "Not trying to be forward." He laughed, and shook his head. "It just seems you could use a bit of shelter. Standing there, he did not actually try to even sound much of anything but sincere. 'Kind of hard not to worry. Froen wings might actually break if it gets worse... Though she could just yell at me, if she chose.' thought Sandelwood with a smirk with a silly mental image, but went back looked to the winged being with concern.
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"This is my fault, well, straying off.." Blushing, she looked at the stallion carefully, wondering what he was looking at. "Are my wings weird?" As a natural twitch, they wiggled at the sound of themselves, and continued to shake in a frozen dismay.
"Heated ground?!" The thought of such a thing made her ignore he achy body, and rise up in posture again. "How ever did you find such a thing?" She peered in the direction he was looking towards, imagining a vivid cave with a fire. To her suprise, there seemed to be trees, and well, more trees. "I seem to be confused.." Her reaction was priceless, and although her mind was telling her to expect something much more dramatic, her confusion made her ignore the dry ground ahead of them.
Hearing his other statement though, made her look back at him in her innocent glee. "I think you are being just fine, sir. I do appreciate you finding a warmer area. I really am clumsy today" Trying to hide her dissapointment, she kept her smile on towards him.
"Heated ground?!" The thought of such a thing made her ignore he achy body, and rise up in posture again. "How ever did you find such a thing?" She peered in the direction he was looking towards, imagining a vivid cave with a fire. To her suprise, there seemed to be trees, and well, more trees. "I seem to be confused.." Her reaction was priceless, and although her mind was telling her to expect something much more dramatic, her confusion made her ignore the dry ground ahead of them.
Hearing his other statement though, made her look back at him in her innocent glee. "I think you are being just fine, sir. I do appreciate you finding a warmer area. I really am clumsy today" Trying to hide her dissapointment, she kept her smile on towards him.
Lady Twitch
Sandelwood had watched her behavior to this. It almost reminded him of his excitement to escape parental watch, when he was a foal, though only to find out it didn't change him all that much. To this he grinned. "The pine under those trees, they are dead, but with a simple touch of warmth, it heats of almost thoroughly. With one of us, we'd be able to keep from being frozen, with two, well. The pines would already be fine enough, but it only helps.
He was fond with nature. What he could always learn. Such as moss on the ground. Unlike grass, it can come off the ground in sheets if pushed properly. Though he noticed he soft tone. She hasn't yelled at him, or given any--- quick judgments yet. Not exactly a usual kind of thing, but he probably wasn't usual to her. Or was he? He only knew that not much changed the fact that she seemed misplaced in the snow. In a friendly manner though, he would not mind protecting her, till spring. Not much of a 'sweet' thing, but more on the concern of wing damage if the snow was ever to bite at her wings maliciously, it'd be unfair. He moved towards the trees, and offered her a welcoming in to the pines to see for herself, even though a raccoon seemed to pass by. He grinned, because it looked as if it could shake its little paws at him in agitation. Instead it scampered off, and up onto a tree.
Better watch out for that one, he would have to remind himself.
He was fond with nature. What he could always learn. Such as moss on the ground. Unlike grass, it can come off the ground in sheets if pushed properly. Though he noticed he soft tone. She hasn't yelled at him, or given any--- quick judgments yet. Not exactly a usual kind of thing, but he probably wasn't usual to her. Or was he? He only knew that not much changed the fact that she seemed misplaced in the snow. In a friendly manner though, he would not mind protecting her, till spring. Not much of a 'sweet' thing, but more on the concern of wing damage if the snow was ever to bite at her wings maliciously, it'd be unfair. He moved towards the trees, and offered her a welcoming in to the pines to see for herself, even though a raccoon seemed to pass by. He grinned, because it looked as if it could shake its little paws at him in agitation. Instead it scampered off, and up onto a tree.
Better watch out for that one, he would have to remind himself.
