COLT
I wish words were like little toy guns
No sting, no hurting no one
Just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue
No sting, no hurting no one
Just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue
Colt took step next to Lena as she led the way down the magical path of the Celestine, her head on an admiring swivel. "Oh my," Colt murmured after Lena listed off a variety of wonderful creatures. "It's a wonder how you can remember what it takes to look after them all. I find myself dizzy just with the herds we keep." Starwhales? They sounded majestic, but also very unlike anything Colt knew or trusted. Thankfully, Lena eased her into the tour as they took a turn and it nearly looked like home. Colt was gawking. "Gods this place is amazing," she said, mostly to herself, as she came to a stop with Lena at the gate.
She followed closer to Lena as they stepped inside, well aware this was not her rodeo. As Lena paused, Colt did so in turn, like a freshly joined-up horse. A bit behind her, Colt leaned to the side as she tried to follow Lena's arm and her line of sight. There, as haughty as ever, Colt spied the small herd of unicorns. "I shudder to think what," Colt murmured as she fell in step behind Lena, cautious around these untamed beasts. Unicorns were usually safe in their groups, given their horns were a deterrent for most hungry things. "Probably something void touched... I've seen a few infected unicorns in the Burrows."
She followed closer to Lena as they stepped inside, well aware this was not her rodeo. As Lena paused, Colt did so in turn, like a freshly joined-up horse. A bit behind her, Colt leaned to the side as she tried to follow Lena's arm and her line of sight. There, as haughty as ever, Colt spied the small herd of unicorns. "I shudder to think what," Colt murmured as she fell in step behind Lena, cautious around these untamed beasts. Unicorns were usually safe in their groups, given their horns were a deterrent for most hungry things. "Probably something void touched... I've seen a few infected unicorns in the Burrows."
No smoke, no bullets
No kick from the trigger when you pull it
No pain, no damage done
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
