South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

Might end up falling but you just might fly


Posted on May 16, 2018 by NADYA
South
Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true



Nadya was grateful for the reassuring embrace and the ease with which Frost allowed her to forgo the saddling task. It was very rare that he pressed anything from her. She took a few steps back to afford her boyfriend the room he needed to shift. Nothing really prepared her for the reflex reaction she had to having his towering figure so near her now. It was new and confusing, the way her body flinched at the touch of his muzzle to her arm. In a single moment of time the very fabric of how she saw his equine form had shifted.

These feelings caused her stomach to churn and it was only Frost's voice in her mind that pulled her from any chance of dwelling on her sudden knee-jerk reaction. Nadya's shoulders slumped slightly, her gaze casting downward, "I know...I'm sorry." She whispered as she carefully, albeit it not entirely gracefully, climbed atop his back. No sooner had he begun to get up that she realized far too late that she didn't have as solid of a grip on his mane as she thought and down she tumbled. It took a brief moment of the air being knocked from her before she rolled back up onto her feet with a mumble to not call her on it.

With an air of more determination Nadya returned to her position on the equine's back. She was more sure with her fingers entangled within his mane even though her legs felt like they had no grip on his sides. "You're too big...but I'll get used to it." Nadya smirked slightly and nudged him as she found better purchase using her knees to grip better. She'd rather try without a saddle a million times before resorting to using one. The use of the saddle would perhaps be a source of back and forth for the couple.

"You sound like my old ballet instructor. Breathe, stand up straight, relax, be natural, keep your arms up." Nadya rolled her eyes. The old woman had smelled of mothballs and the young Nadya had called it quits after only two months in the class. She glanced around the ring which Frost's calm stride had taken them around before nodding and shifting her fingers slightly within his mane. "Ok, just a little faster." This all seemed to be progressing rather quicker than she had anticipated. As his pace quickened to the trot she began to regret her decision. Her knees grappled and gripped harder at the jostling gait. "...I don't like this one. Stop stop stop." No sooner had the words passed her lips that she lost her balance and slid to one side, once more falling him his form.

This time though she didn't land on her back, a bit more aware on what falling from him felt like, and thus was able to land rolling. Nadya rolled up and paused on her hands and knees, thumping the ground with a fist in frustration before standing once more. There was a slight sheen in her eyes for tears that wished to fall for more reasons than she could put a name to, but there was determination too and once more approached him to get back on. "Again." She reached back up in anticipation to curl her hands within that snowy mane.

Nadya Tetradore

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