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Scene Three: Medieval Times
Roleplay Type: Horses, Riders, and Fantasy Creatures
Step back in time, to a long lost age before the Moonlit Creek Farm we know today.
To a time when a strong King reigned with his beautiful Queen in the Castle of Moonlit Creek.
A time when knights and champions are needed to defend the peasants and commoners from
treasure-hoarding dragons, mountain bandits, and other dangers.
This was a time when a man's horse was his life, his friend, his ally.
We walk through the country side with no where to really be. She hums a tune with a violin on her shoulder. A bard by trade and always on the move. She can never stay in one place for long.
Backlin ran through the woods Jack stopped as they saw a dragon shh Jack you dont want to spook him your ok Backlin said wale patting Jacks neck, they watched the dragon for a bit then walked on after it left that was crazy he was a big one, don't you agree Jack? Backlin said but Jack just walked on thinking no that was to close, she needs to be more careful
Cinder walked out of the royal library and sighed, " Being princess is stressful," Cinder though. Cinder turned the corner and was greeted by one of her mothers guards, " Oh.. a..ah princess," The guard said shakily and then bowed,"Please there's no need to bow." Cinder practically sighed out the words. The guard nodded to cinder and then cinder continued to her bedroom, which was too big for her liking.
Dixie took a small step back and smiled "Hello, nice to meet you Aruna, my name is Dixie" She spoke in a calm tone and grinned slightly "What brings you this deep into the woods?" She asked
Dixie's head shot up in surprise to hear a returned Whinnie, she laid her eyes on a approaching blood bay Sabino mate with a interesting but pretty badger face, she lowered her head a little to show she was friendly, then at Aruna's head gestures, Dixie did the same, raising her head a bit and waving it invitingly, nickering softly again as she approached, sniffing the air around the blood red mare, once close enough, the silver mahogany mare gently stretched her neck and nuzzled Aruna's shoulder, before taking a step back
Dixie trotted through the woods, keeping herself collected, her silver and white mane flowing with each step, Her diverse pinto patterns helping her blend in with the forest and sun trickles, she was in a good mood, she was wild and free from people, at last. She kept her ears perked listening to what was ahead she let out a whinnie
frosty kept walking behind Delrado a bit. she kept looking back every now and then. she had a little girl visit her once the girl hated the fact that frosty wasn't allowed out to play, well that's how the girl phrased it. that girl hadn't left till frosty had been let out in the pasture. that was the only time in months that she'd been let out of her stall. what would the girl think if she came to visit and frost wasn't there.
she thought about it for a bit "what about just frosty" she spoke, each word a feather-like touch upon the ear. her voice was sweet like honey, an addicting sound that filled the forest around them, chasing away the silence.
Partly Cloudy, Rain Possible
We walk through the country side with no where to really be. She hums a tune with a violin on her shoulder. A bard by trade and always on the move. She can never stay in one place for long.