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Cassiopeia

We'll see.

I trod away from my home, Forgotton Valley, to relax my hooves a bit; for I had heard the sand here was particularly good for my health.
Strong, sturdy, yet light pistons fired across the light colored sand. I stood on the edge of the waves, which were lapping at me gently. Their sound was reassuring, soft, and graceful. I dug my striders deeper into the sand. It was indeed very good.
My crown turned back to the shore. Cobalt orbs scrutinized the area for any other visitors. I felt safe; I knew perfectly well how to fight and Black Champagne would provide the revenge if anything bad should happen.

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A.l.c.h.e.m.y ::

A pleased sigh passed my lips as I proceeded onto the grounds, leaving the rainy area of Devil's Creek, and my troubles behind. My gait slowed from the ground-eating canter into a light and springy jog, bloodlines showing through, I was no arabian, that was for sure. As I moved along, my thoughts wondered to Stigmata, the brute he was, but a holder of my heart none the less, and I knew I had nothing to fear as long as he was always near, even if he was home, exactly where I had left him.

The wind shifted, bringing with it grains of sand, which I closed my eyes against, letting the small minerals tangle through my skewbald patterned body, the wind behind it taking my mane and tail, flagging them out behind me like a banner, it felt nice to be carassed so gently after harsh bites from my the king of Devil's Creek, Ex. Something drew me from my thoughts and I opened one eye to spot a mare a few feet off, enjoying herself just like I was. A rare smiled crossed my features and I headed towards her, my muzzle tucked into my heart in a sign of friendship, I meant the other mare no harm. Greetings, I am Alchemy. I hope I'm not disturbing you. I reported to her in a high sophrano voice, both harks coming forward as I stopped, my muzzle still tucked in.

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Cassiopeia

I like you already.

My tensed muscles relaxed slightly when I saw that the approaching equine was a mare. Mares tended to be less aggressive than stallions. I proved to be right, for she tucked her muzzle down. She said, Greetings, I am Alchemy. I hope I'm not disturbing you. Those two things signaled to me that Alchemy would not be a problem to talk to; only some mares were a problem.
I nodded and told her in a friendly tone, O, you aren't disturbing me the least bit. I am Cassiopeia: you can call me Cass.
The wind blew my forelock to the side and made my white banner dance past my stilts.

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I n d i g o
the spotted stallion calmly trotted along the land… Picking up the scents of two mares… Maybe he has found more herd members?... maybe… Indigo kept going at an easy pace to not alarm the two resting mares. His tail held high showing his kingship. The scent of the females excited Indigo … he trotted up and stopped at a respectful distance and spoke in his soft yet bold tones

“Hello, Mares. I am Indigo King of Zion Desert. May I know your names please.”

Indigo was heading to his home land which of he was the king of at the moment. Indigo was almost desperate to get back to his family Amira and One Heart but he still had time to pick up a few more herd members and hopefully more loves to help build up his herd’s size.

[azul.]

Adored, your post was only 70 words. Please update it to be at least 100.