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| Mare :: Equine :: 16 HH :: 5 years ~ Birdsong Buff: NOVICE |
| Wild. |
Her small dainty hooves danced across the frozen soil, sending snow up into the crisp air with every step she took. Young, but fully mature and the image of beauty and grace. Only a child, her appearance is one of a mare much older. At a swift trot, she made her way across the Thistle Meadow until she was at the edge of the region, mountains spreading out before her, and to her right was a vast and odd terrain in which she hadn't graced with her presence yet. Slowing to a walk, she made her way up a rise that looked out over the meadow, the mountain silhouetted behind her. The wind tugged at her long locks, her forelock now stretching to the ground, her mane and tail dragging behind her, the slight curls pulling away from her then tangling within itself. Letting out a loud whinny to No one in particular, a large smile danced across her kissers, regal features glowing with the tint of content and happiness.
Closing her eyes, she lifted her head, feeling the wind caress her curls, cloak her mosaic coat with scents from around Helovia, and giving her a sense of freedom. The child, so mature and kind hearted has surprisingly suffered loss more than most. Now an orphan, the girl has learned so much about the place in which she lives, and the beings that inhabit the many terrains and regions that for the large area. But yet, she still hasn't found a place Just for her. Growing up with the Assassin's who oddly disappeared, finding a place with Arrane in the Foothills, which once again disappeared. Now, she had No where to be, No intent to be anywhere but here, letting the weak winter sun soak into her frost bitten skin, the wind tug at her hair, and the feeling of freedom was more than she could have asked for. But there was always that mental whole, where the faces of the people she used to love flashed before her eyes. Tonka, Arrane, Elsa, Castiel, Azarel... Thoughts swirled, threatening to hurt her light soul. She was proud of who she has become, a selfless, kind and caring mare that was happy to lend a warm heart to all those hurt and wanting love. Why let the past ruin her?
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