BUCKY & LIAM,
It seemed like Susurro Fields were his favorite place to frequent in the lands of Dusk Court. Outside of the Citadel and the main hub of the Court itself, that is. Here, in the expansive field that he found himself lounging in every so often, he didn't feel claustrophobic, didn't feel like the world was closing in on him, and he didn't feel like his lungs were going to give out on him. Here, in Susurro Fields, he felt free, he felt welcomed, and most importantly, he felt comfortable. The grasses hid tiny creatures like rabbits, mice, burrowing owls, and prairie chickens. The larger animals, such as pronghorn antelope, whitetail deer, coyotes, and even elk criss-crossed the Fields, clearly cherishing the safety that they felt there. Liam could understand how they felt; out here in the fresh air, he could really relax and stretch his legs and go about his day as if nothing had happened.
As it was, the copper-burnished stallion was coming into the Fields after a long day of working out, working with the military, and making sure the other soldiers had everything that they needed for the next day. His coat was darkened from a recent bath, and his white markings gleamed in the early afternoon sun. The stallion and his colleagues had gotten incredibly sweaty, frothy, and dirty during their excursions, which had warranted his bath. It'd been a luxurious event, one where he took his time getting clean; very rarely did he get the chance to relax that way, and he wasn't about to pass up that opportunity. The sun above blazed on, and yet the grasses in the Fields stayed as luxurious and viridian as they always had.
With a tender smile on his face, Liam crested a gentle incline, looking for the best place to take a midday siesta. Pricking his ears forward, he looked a picture of regal formality as the gentle breeze took his tail and billowed it out behind him, his mane lifting from his neck as he peered over Susurro Fields. Spotting a comfortable spot that was near his position, he walked off the incline and trotted toward the spot, thankfully finding it clear of any burrowing owl nest or prairie dog holes. Grunting softly as he lowered himself to the ground, his legs bent comfortably against the ground in the sternal recumbency position that he found he favored when laying on the ground outside. It kept him clean -- mostly -- and he found it easier to get up and protect himself if he needed to. Such was the life of a soldier, not that he had any regrets.
"Liam Speaks."
Notes;; I'm so excited!!
Tag;; @Buchanan
Voice claim;; Chris Evans
Word count;; 440
As it was, the copper-burnished stallion was coming into the Fields after a long day of working out, working with the military, and making sure the other soldiers had everything that they needed for the next day. His coat was darkened from a recent bath, and his white markings gleamed in the early afternoon sun. The stallion and his colleagues had gotten incredibly sweaty, frothy, and dirty during their excursions, which had warranted his bath. It'd been a luxurious event, one where he took his time getting clean; very rarely did he get the chance to relax that way, and he wasn't about to pass up that opportunity. The sun above blazed on, and yet the grasses in the Fields stayed as luxurious and viridian as they always had.
With a tender smile on his face, Liam crested a gentle incline, looking for the best place to take a midday siesta. Pricking his ears forward, he looked a picture of regal formality as the gentle breeze took his tail and billowed it out behind him, his mane lifting from his neck as he peered over Susurro Fields. Spotting a comfortable spot that was near his position, he walked off the incline and trotted toward the spot, thankfully finding it clear of any burrowing owl nest or prairie dog holes. Grunting softly as he lowered himself to the ground, his legs bent comfortably against the ground in the sternal recumbency position that he found he favored when laying on the ground outside. It kept him clean -- mostly -- and he found it easier to get up and protect himself if he needed to. Such was the life of a soldier, not that he had any regrets.
"Liam Speaks."
Notes;; I'm so excited!!
Tag;; @Buchanan
Voice claim;; Chris Evans
Word count;; 440
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