The painted princess walked on a narrow deer path, her dainty cloppers pattering lightly on the damp soil. In the cloak of darkness, she moved swiftly throughout the wood, stumbling upon the newcomer sooner than she had expected. Just behind this thick tree was a short mare, the one who had said that chilling phrase. Abishia smiled wide, why, who would be afraid of something so small? The girl kept her rude thoughts to herself, and replaced the smug curls with a friendly one. She stepped out from behind her cover, and came before the mare. Abishia towered over her, but still payed her respects. She dipped her dome to her, but her orbs were lit with a frantic light. Quickly, she retained her upright composure and locked orbs with the older fae. " I welcome you to Helovia miss. I am Abishia, don't worry about wasting time to share your name now. " The princess flicked her lobes impatiently, fright causing her to act in such a way, she felt as if she didn't even know herself. She shook her dome. " I'm sorry to say, but your timing isn't very great. Helovia is under the iron fist of a much... Well, higher evil. Blood thirsty beasts are among the innocent. They infect ruthelessly and will not hesitate to infect you also. The filly sighed, her ribcage expanding. She flicked her maw in the direction of the Sanctuary, and tried to lighten the mood with a small smile. " I encourage you to follow me to a serious of caves and caverns we call the Sanctuary. Here you will be safe and among some others. You can chose where you will rest your dome from then on. But now, I must bring you to safety miss." She urgently finished her sentence, turning on her heel and strting at a swift trot. She looked back quickly and added, " Come with me, and spare your life. Follow me quickly, miss. "
@[Moniz]