[PRP] Once upon a ... Hello? (Snow Dancer/Wallace)

[Kesmi]

It was near dusk and the sun had lowered itself into the cradle of mountain peeks. Snow Dancer kicked her way through what was left of the snow that coated the ground. Stretching her star studded wings at her sides, her long banged falling across her face. The young mare stopped to shake them away from her eyes. "Dratted things, why couldn't something have trimmed them?" The mare muttered peering around from behind her bangs.

Squinting somewhat, she spots something in the distance, unsure of what it was. She started in that direction, with the night growing closer and the cold was creeping along the ground like fog. With feathers ruffling Snow Dancer moved towards the strange shrouded light that was growing brighter. Thus showing her that it was perhaps a human's dwelling? Giving a shake of her head, Snow looked around wondering if her eyes were playing tricks on her, or that it was real. Glancing around the dwelling, unaware that there might be others around.

 

[.Tortured. .Pumpkin.]

Soquili were scattered around the teepee, many huddling together for warmth. Wallace wasn't too far from his half sister, Midori, and her family. He watched them quietly, wishing they knew who he was. A yawn would have escaped his mouth had it not been bound by leather and metal, and a chill ran down his spine. He shook it off and began to wander around, doing a head count of who was there.

After seeing that all of the others were accounted for, he settled in his usual route; he traveled in about a quarter mile circle around the teepee every night, watching for predators. His ears perked and his eyes narrowed when he heard another creature approaching. He took a sniff at the air in vain, trying to decide the direction in which the thing was approaching. The stallion's ears swiveled and his wings flared in an attempt to scare the approaching mare.  

[Kesmi]

The sound of opening wings did indeed startle the mare, with her fore hooves out stretched and head lowered some. Her void like eyes glancing around for the owner of these said wings. Not really seeing anything at first, she remained stationary. After countless moments, Snow Dancer straightened herself and shuffled her wings at her sides.

"Hello?" She called ears pivoting at the top of her head, her own head raising to scent the air. She knew she wasn't alone, but where was this other? She had heard the wings to one side, now there was only silence and the oncoming night. "Someone there?"