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((Aim rp between Ivette and Zahid.))

Ivette: Small white ears gave a gentle p***k upright as the sound of morning birds songs started to trickle into her slowly waking mind. The songs were always a lovely start to a day, though some birds obviously shouldn't be singing, who simply couldn't keep in time... thankfully just a few little avians were above the massive tree that Ivette laid beneath. Tucked up neatly, tail curled along her side, the mare slowly opened her glowing eyes, long lashes fluttering a few times as her vision refreshed itself. Ears twitching again, she finally lifted her head fully to blink up at the birds perched on the branches along the tree tops, before giving a dainty little yawn. Peeking over to her side, she looked to Zahid, who she had laid up beside for he was a perfect source of heat, and kept her warm while she slept. But her gaze didn't linger too long, as she began the rituals of grooming herself that she often did when first waking up. Her head turned to nose along her pretty white pelt, smoothing down any ruffled fur, even giving a few licks to pick off any tiny bits of debris that showed up on her pristine coat.

Breakfast was on her mind... stomach a little grumbly already, even though the sun had just peeled over the horizon, and was just starting to shift the sky's colours from the bright oranges and pinks to allowing blue to spill in. She did pause from time to time to glance around them at the surroundings they'd chosen to settle in for the night. A dense forest was always full of lush game an vegitation... and she was craving meat. She'd pleasantly found that her traveling companion seemed alright with it as well. Though he showed no kalona traits... Ivette was impressed with the stallion she'd allowed to stay in her company. Definitely a male to be applauded. However... in taking another look to said male, her eyes narrowed as she spied some of his fur ruffled... Wrinkling her nose slightly, she casually leaned her head over to begin grooming him as well, licking at the unruly fur that decided it'd stick up rather than lay uniformly flat.

She worked diligently on his coat, following along the ruffled grain that was just behind one of his shoulders. It seemed that her tactics worked too, the fur soon smoothing down and resting flat with the rest of the pelt, her ears flicking when shed come across a bit of clinging dirt or mud, and nose at it a little firmly. When one area was spot clean, she moved further up to his upper back, gently brushing her nose along the fur first to see if it would listen with some light coaxing. However... her ears twitched again as the stallions head was suddenly whipped up and alert, making her glowing eyes slide over to look at him... but not stop her work. She kept at it, like it was no big deal at all, sleek tail curling and laxing slowly in a sort of content manner.

Once the next patch of area was to her liking, Ivette straightened her neck to idly nose some of his mane to lay straight, for a few locks were wiggly, or looped, or just bedraggeld all together. So youve finally woken up. she commented idly after remaining silent as well, lifting her head to relieve him of her grooming, to nose at her own mane, and fiddle with the bow towards the end of the ponytail, you sleep quite heavily, dont you?