To New Heights [Affetto]

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Ahhh....why was this such a big deal? Why the COLD? Great wings of the Queens this was a bummer. Sure , it was a hot date...sure it was going to be a good time , a challenge for her prowess with developing an interpersonal relationship without hiding whom she is. Sure, the fabulous looking wavy haired changeling princess found herself standing in a long, black woolen cap and pink booties upon each of her hooves... She looked absolutely fabulous in that scarf too. Violet, gold patterned and tipped with loose, hanging crystal frills.



She looked amazing...yet...she hated the cold. The cold was a bane to her. A sour thing, leaving her eyes narrowed and body shivering. She put on a cloak for this one...to look as royal as possible. In reality, the purpose was to be as warm as can be. Sure this male would likely find her infinitely attractive - he did win his right to come woo her via a game show after all...so this was a worthwhile venture. Of course...she hoped they like changelings. Otherwise this was to be a short and rather awkward date with no goodbye kiss.



And she loved a little farewell smoochie.



Behind her sat a carriage, it's tenders impatiently waiting to carry the couple up to the higher peaks. Great. Cold heights. Just what she loves. Well...one may hope he is a profound cuddler.

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Ah, yes, the cold mountains of the north. Crystal mountains... Beautiful... glorious... Below freezing colder than a witches teets. The stallion stood there, in a red scarf, light jacket with a Chicoltgo University insignia stitched to the front over the "breast" pocket. And this seems to be all, other than a saddle bag and a case. He climbed unto the carriage after letting the changeling on first, sitting on the opposite end of the seat. He stared out to the snow... the cold bitter sting kissing his cheek. His expression was... indifferent as he nodded to the tenders for them to begin taking them up the mountain.

This unicorn... His crimson eyes seemed like ruby flames in the harsh flurry of snowfall. He glanced over to the changeling and looked her over one last time, and gave a small, soft smile, and then looked over and out the side again as they began moving along. 'This weather is so... harsh. Why today?' He thought to himself, before glancing back over to Hlow's general direction. His magic unwrapping his scarf and offering it to her.