Flicking her ears to the side, she listened to the approach of others. "Angel, " she said delicately, "And my dark friend here is Soar" tossing her head towards her black colored companion.

Angel spotted Arch out of the corner of her eye and nudged the nearly invisible Soar to look in that direction. Snorting a bit at each other they started off to meet the new stallion. Whe she (angel) was only about a foot or so away she called out a greeting, "Greetings, " she said in a respectful v...

The sun now setting over Sionayra cast a faint light over the land. The stars begin to shine in the ever darkening sky, a shadow stirs amongst the trees. Leaves sail just above the lands, carried by a faint wind. On the now dark horizon, a sparkling figer stands inspecting the lands. The origin of i...

Smiling she takes the four leafed clover, but before she pulls away, through her teeth she speaks, "make a wish". . ."I was taught when I was little that you could wish one them"

"wow, that must be an interesting job, you must know many serians." Smiling she grabs a snack of some clover growing beside her. "How long have you been the 'chronicler?"

"Oh, one of my friends told me I should come see the fields. This spot just looked peaceful and cooler than being in the sun, under the tree I mean." she spoke much more relaxed now; glancing up at the leaves she smilied a bit, before asking "what brings you out this day?"