| Hidden Account |
| Mare :: Equine :: 16 HH :: 5 years ~ Birdsong Buff: NOVICE |
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 my stories are very somber..
The little girl sniffed. Suddenly the feeling of Elsa wrapping herself around her caused chills to run up her spine. Her soft touch was treasured by the girl, a large smile dancing it's way across her pale velvets. When Ellie began to rub her head down Abishia's spine in such a comforting and loving motion, Abishia couldn't help but smile wider despite the tears that lightly casscaded down her cheek. She hustled her dome where the thick bone laden with feathers met Ellie's shoulder, and let a little nicker escape her kissers. No words, just a sound she made to show her affection towards someone particular. The child sighed again, but the sound of Elsa's raspy but then again soft voice reached her harks. Instinctively, her delicate lobes flicked forward, stretchting toward the sound swirling around her. The comfort of the situation brought a peace to the girl she had never felt before, but she planned to savor it. Here with Elsa is where she wished she could stay forever, tucked in their own little corner of the Sanctuary, the crowds and differentiating voices tuned out. Where she could glow with happiness, become dull with sorrow, and be lit so bright with her joking antics that you would have to squint. But here, Elsa didn't judge her. She didn't look at little Abishia and think of her as a toy, as a hornless, as someone to mess with. No. Elsa looked at Abishia as just Abishia. And crazy thing is, despite her mood changes, despite the fact that just an hour ago she was a complete stranger, Ellie still welcomed Abi with open arms... Or rather, open wings.
Elsa's next words took Abishia by surprise. A small gasp escaped her maw, and she stepped back, breaking their loving hold on each other so that she could look at Elsa's blue pools, and get lost in her words. The painted girl watched her facial expression carefully, trying to find some hint of betrayal, or possibly dishonesty, but all she found was a sincere mare who meant her words. The first phrase hung in Abi's mind, stuck on one of the rafters among her inner filters; where her thoughts where filed through and dissmissed. But this thought... The thought of having someone to turn to, someone to protect her, was absolutely foreign to her juvenile mind. She really does care.. Abishia leans forward and bumps her maw lightly against the white mare's and a feeling of wantedness spread over her like a total cloak. She stuck her dual colored orbs to Elsa's deep blue pools, and flashed her a genuine smile.
"I can't tell you how amazing that sounds, Elsa. And I also promise you that no matter what, I will lobe, support, and protect you. Like a true sister does. " Abishia didn't know everything about Ellie, but she still trusted the winged mare with her life. There was something about the way she smiled, the raspy twinge to her voice maybe, that made Abishia poor her heart and soul into loving this mare that was previously a stranger.
Life has so many twists and turns, but today it seems Abishia finally took the right turn she had found someone to trust, and someone who would trust her. Thankfully, they were all stuck down in these caves, so if Abi ever felt the need to see Elsa if they parted soon, it would be easy to navigate her way throughout the caverns and find the beautiful dove.
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ABISHIA
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