((So, so sorry for the wait! >_< The semester is over now, so I finally have time to write; hope it's okay)) It was only hearing the tentative start of hooves behind here that Astarte realized how strange the architecture of the tower might be to her companions—but of course, by the time she turned ...

A nudge at her shoulder, the soft hum of breath—and you can do this, Astarte, it’s just a touch for heaven’s sake, just some friendly banter. Take it in stride, like a normal filly would. A normal filly who’d bump back, just lightly, and echo that small, slight slyness in the stallion’s words. “You...

How well we fit together—she allowed herself that small, secret thought, tucked it into the sliding chambers of her heart. There was a rightness to this, a rightness she’d felt sing through her in-progress workings when she’d listened, really listened to what they’d needed. A half-chord from comple...

((Let the awkward misinterpretation begin :lol: )) Even through AuraSidra’s bright enthusiasm, Astarte felt the focus—sudden, heavy as the press of the desert sun. Her dayi has sometimes fixed her with something like it: Dayi Confetti’s glancing interest like a blow, Dayi Id’s regard like a held bre...

For all the subtle mystery that cloaked her, Cipher gave them their answers freely, and more forthrightly than Web would have expected. She did not miss the intensity with which they were each regarded, though—some unknown quantity moving under the stranger’s pleasant expression like a shadow on th...

Around her the earth exploded in color and scent—not in violence, but the apparent joy was riotous enough. Infectious, even, had she not been so startled by the easy display of raw power, or distracted by blooms she had not seen since she was a child. Sun poppy. Red peaflower. Star creosote, darkli...