Pebluna

Enchanting little pony crits drawn by Storm, adopted from: BoA

Overcast

Name: Overcast
Gender: Female
ID# p129f
Genes: f.Ww.Hh.CC.PP.Bb
Lineage: Tannebalm/Raspberry Tart

The clouds above you seem to blend into a soft whipped cream, tinted with cerulean. The sky is bleak and dreary and still manages to be beautiful, the wonders of nature. A soft and elegant yawn alerts your attention to a figure about level with your eyes, basically blending in with the clouds so much that you didn't see her. A faint smile is given after she seems to have assessed you and the threat you possessed. "Hello there, my name is Overcast. Don't mind the weather, it's always like this. I rather like it." She states simply, basking in the almost nonexistent rays of the sun. You look around once more, catching the beauty of the misty glass under your feet. When it seems she's said all she wants to say, you don't bother asking questions, and instead head back, noticing a single christmas tree in the frosty air...

Christmas Adorned

Name: Christmas Adorned
Gender: Male
ID# p162m
Genes: m.wW.hh.cC.pp.Aa
Lineage: Wild

Note: You are Sooo lucky... Cas was blowing glass ornaments And This little screwball wanted to be Inside one! I think he heard the part where you said 'Like a Christmas ornament" and figured that was where he should be. Dark rescued him from himself but Cas was hopping mad at the both of them for wrecking her glass work... Took a Whole week before she would speak to anybody without sputtering. So, uhm yeah... Watch the little nutter around the xmas decorations, mkay?
You wander closer to the christmas tree, noticing the many carefully painted glass balls. They all shine in beautiful hues, and glitter with sparkly paints. You trace your finger over one, the swirls in the midnight blue reminding you of an arabic luxury. A soft warmth comes through your fingers and you jump back to notice a Pebluna! He blinks once or twice and then stands up, looking longingly, and somewhat spitefully at the glass below him. "I couldn't break into this one!" He snorts loudly, and then goes back to sitting casually on top of it. "But I bet I look just as nice sitting here like this. My name is Christmas Adorned, hi." And now he goes abruptly silent, making you wonder what the heck Tigs was thinking, shoving him in with the calm Overcast. Sighing, you nod and begin to head back, leaving him to his sitting.