i-darkstar-x asked:
Fall, an interesting season, to say the least. The leaves shed off all the deciduous trees, leaving them skeletal and bare. The city of Greenpoint had only a few trees, but those few dropped their leaves quickly. Though the Greenpoint Tower rose unsightly and ugly as usual from the precise center of the city, the citizens appeared in high spirits. One of them was a Unicorn, sitting by himself on a park bench in the North Quadrant of the city. He seemed to be unbothered by the chilly temperature.
ask-morado-crafts answered:
no name yet: *walks treu the town blood briping out out her*
Dallous looked up at the partially cloudy sky, and began to count how many shapes he could make in the clouds. His coat was white, gray and blue and short and tidy were his mane and tail, and his eyes a glistening teal. A few noises of confusion egged him from his daydreaming, and he looked over to the source, where [no name yet] was walking.
