finding paradise - open

[selena]

It had taken her a while to get there, but when her feet touched the cold river she was happy. The mare smiled because the summer sun was warm against her back as she waded through the water toward the sound of the waterfall. She had heard about the waterfall from other horses in her travels and had wanted to come there since she first came to the area that was mustang. She liked it here since she had come but she hadn't gotten to meet many new horses yet. She had been lonely since being on her own and was excited to maybe see some new faces at the waterfall. Maybe other horses would be there since it was supposed to be so nice. 

She sighed as she finally got to where the water was coming down over the rocks, splashing against the river water below. She stepped slowly underneath it, letting the water splash over her and cool down her dark fur. It felt nice because she hadn't gotten to bathe in a long time and her fur had been quite dirty. She nickered after a moment of relaxing in the waterfall, hoping another horse would hear her.

[Laredo]

Brawley

The perlino stag wandered the area, mostly just to pass through to get his lady Aerith and daughter Roisina, and stop for a refreshment at the falls. He was working on some plans in his mind, so he'd been fairly preoccupied, not paying any mind to what was going on down at the falls. Not till he heard the nicker. This jerked him back to reality, and his emerald orbs spotted the two toned vision bathing in the water. He was paused in his tracks as he watched her for a few brief moments, before making his way over to the water, returning a deep masculine nicker as he walked.

He stepped into the water covering his knees, and he lowered his head immediately to quench his thirst. He drank down a few gulps of water before lifting his head up, and licked his lips of the water. "Ello lassie." he said to her, his Irish accent very prominent in his voice. The mist coming off the waterfall was beginning to cling to his perlino pelt, and his long red tinged locks and slowly soaking them, which was quite nice for as warm as it was today. Though, before much longer, it wouldn't be the case with the start of Autumn not too far off. "I see I wasn't the only one with a grand idea to come 'ere to cool off and refresh." he said to her.

[selena]

Selena was relaxing in the water whens he heard the sound of another horses's footsteps. She smiled when she saw him step close to the water and drink, and then smiled even bigger when he looked up at her. It felt really nice in the waterfall but Selena didn't want to stand there while she was talking to the stallion so she stepped forward and shook herself off. Her dark hair stuck to her body, water dripping from it and rolling down her legs.

"Hello sir, my name is Selena," she said when he spoke to her. Her eyebrows raised in surprise when he spoke because his voice had a very heavy accent. She'd never heard anyone speak like that before and she wondered if he was from a far distant land where horses sounded different. "Are you from here? Your voice... it's different," she said, but snorted softly when she realized that might have been an embarrassing thing to say. "That's not a bad thing of course! It's nice," she added with a smile.

She nodded when he talked about the falls and she turned slightly so that she could look back at the waterfall. "Yeah I'd never been here before but I had heard really nice things about it. I'm new to this place."

[Laredo]

Brawley

His auds perked forward with interest as she introduced herself. "Selena." he said mentally, sealing the name to her face, in his mind. His emerald orbs wandered over her two toned fae's frame. She was nothing straight off recognizable as far as breeding went. She looked much like a lot of the horses of mustang heritage, and he pretty well assumed that she was as well. He was never one to be too picky about who he came across anyway. After all, he did have his sassy Pixie girl, who matched him well for wit. "Aye, tis a pleasure to meet ya, Selena." he started off. "The name's Brawley." he said to her, tipping his head in a curtsey gesture to her, letting his wet red tinged locks danced in the wind as bopped his head. He chuckled lightly as she spoke of his accent, that it was different.



"Aye yes, m' accent is quite different from most others 'round 'ere." he said to her, though he knew he was not the only one around here in Mustang with an accent. "I have been livin' 'ere for the past five or so years of my life here." he started out, then started thinking back on his memories of home there, before he left. "I am originally from the land of emerald green, Ireland." he said to her. "There's nothin' ever bad about it, only those who aren't who wish they were." he said to her with a small smirk. "For all m' years 'ere in Mustang, I am pretty certain you are a fresh face to these lands?" he said to her, more like a question. She certainly didn't look like any descendants of the top stallions of the lands. And that, he felt was kind of nice for a change