OXY.
So nose dug into your bag, too many vines hanging way out of your mouth and dripping their very green juices down your face... Yeah, you're a sight for sore eyes. And you're not even sure where you're wandering, but there are way too many drapes hanging down and columns all around you. And with the wind blowing through the structure, the leaves rustling and sun shining through... It's almost like a fairytale that you're not really sure how you got in to.
But while you're busy pondering your role in some imagined fairytale, some romantic tale that you could only play the villain in, you see something- or someone- out of the corner of your eye. “Hey you!” you practically shout into the silent, serene surroundings. “Get over here! What the hell is this place?” All your bellowing makes you more than a little unsteady on your hooves and by the time you're done shouting your swaying way too much. It is only an act of the gods that keeps you standing, hooves spread wide, head held low, ears splayed out to the side... Others might think you've seen better days, but as far as you're concerned you're having the best day ever right now. Locoweed fixes everything, after all.
@[Kaiylia]
Please do not tag Oxy unless it is in an opening post