A Seven Nation Army Couldn't Hold Me Back

Well... This place was new. Much different from the dark forest with monsters lurking within, not the Ahlora minded one bit. Quite the contrary, Ahlora's heart slowed the moment she left it's dark mists and endless trees! A loud bellow caught her attention, putting Ahlora back on her guard. Still trying to find something to do with her new wings, Ahlora's muscles stiffened in irritation as her feathers twitched. It was an odd feeling, and one she wants likely to get used to just yet. Oh, right... The scream. It was more like an angry roar if Ahlora had to compare it, thinking back to a cougar she brushed with back in her hunting days. It had yowled, sure, but the memory was still there. A pang of lost ran through the dark mare's heart, clouding her mind while she let her body lead her to where the noise had come from. She was already here, so it couldn't hurt to take a look! It was a stallion, Ahlora had soon noticed. She picked her way slowly along the sand, hating the small strain it put on her legs, watching carefully to see what he might do. Ahlora could tell quite easily that the equine she moved towards was much taller, so she wasn't really that interested interestingness him further. Stepping carefully, the mare took her eyes from the sand for a long look. Her eyes swept over the stallion's large figure, quite honestly in awe. There's was something about his wild nature that made her want to turn tail and bolt, but something about that same wilderness in his posture pulled her closer. She didn't want to seduce him, although she would still try if given the chance, but she was rather interested in observing him. Her gut was filled with nervous butterflies as she approached now, ruffling her still uncontrollable extra appendages. Having not understood this new feeling towards an interaction, Ahlora made sure she was standing regally, head high and tail lazily swishing around. She ensured she appeared relaxed and confident, and then, only then, she spoke with a soft and curious tone towards the large form with straining muscles. She could see them, rippled under his pelt-Coat! as mice would when caught under fabric. "What's troubling you?" Ahlora stopped a few paces away, her lips pulled back in a small smile. It might have appeared awkward, making her seem more like she was challenging him with a smirk than just mildly curious. Ahlora's nerves were only calmed by the hope her voice would make up for her odd body language, composed mostly of odd signals she had grown used to in her days as a wolf. Oh, what I'd give to have my paws back on the sand! OOC: This'll be a fun thread :3 Ahlora

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