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12-26-2013, 11:45 PM
Colt had been wandering, as she was oft to do, particularly in this region which afforded so many doe-eyed fawns for her to scoop up and carry home. And yet I go home empty each time... she thought with a grimace. Even so she remained in a bright mood this day, encouraged by the crisp weather that seemed to nip her bones back to vitality. With each stride there came a pop to her step, as though she were attempting to pass her hooves over air and not decaying plant matter.
The air is not where she belonged though. None of them belonged there.
A voice carried over the wood halls as she swept past, a pause lingering in her step which threw her mane in disheveled fashion against her neck, the dark meshing with the dark. Both ears flicked to the side, picking up on Foothills which instantly piqued her attention. In a fluid, though mechanical manner, Colt's head turned to the side, eyes sliding like snakes through the forest, comfortable and direct. The sterling glinted and she turned, pivoting cleanly on the roundness of her rump, shoving off with an effortless coil of muscle that stirred the leaf litter only slightly.
Dark legs pulled her through the shade, her pale torso seemingly floating like some phantom, though she was all too real. Curious but cautious, she crept from bough to bough, her head sliding beneath the prickling fingers of the trees that would barr her path and tangle her mane. She needn't go far though, as she knew - the woods did not carry voices with so many trees to muffle the sound. Before long her glittering gaze spotted them through the thickets, a brightness settling in when she noticed both were normal.
Putting on her smile she stepped into view. "Good day brethren."
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