[PRP] A Lovely Day (Tiomanth/Iscarioth/Riders)

[Smerdle]

He could clearly foresee the day when the fireheights would be his ideal sunning spot, but this afternoon Iscarioth and his beloved rider were perched atop a large rock, quietly observing all who passed from the staggering height of six feet.

The blue sparkled a bit with fresh oil, his eyes a pleasant green that could turn yellow at any moment. Nikrys sat at his side in a loose dress and scuffed boots, a powder blue parasol shielding her from the sun. Every once in a while she would pause to eat a slice of redfruit, and when the fruit was gone, she would chuckle occasionally instead, reacting to their silent conversation.

Mr Cheri