Witherwind is sitting at a lounge called Mane Attraction. It's a singles meetup spot, and it appears he might be looking for a partner. He's not sure if he likes both mares and stallions, but he's wil... View MoreWitherwind is sitting at a lounge called Mane Attraction. It's a singles meetup spot, and it appears he might be looking for a partner. He's not sure if he likes both mares and stallions, but he's willing to give it a shot.
He's gently sipping on a glass of apple wine, looking around and observing all of the surprisingly attractive patrons
The music is soft and endearing, very much unlike the typical clubs he went to during his teenagerhood. Slowly shuffling his way across the lounge, shuffling his wings to the rhythm of the music, he accidentally bumps into you. "Oh, I'm sorr.." his speech slowly withers out, for when he gazes at your face, he feels enthralled with a sensation that he hasn't had since he was young.
His mouth is a little bit agape, and his pupils are dilated as if he was a cat looking at a shiny object.