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08-07-2014, 02:11 PM
E L S A
Pottery and ventriloquy, candle making..
Life was still, and evermore, the same.
It was a monotonous lifestyle that was begging to be let out of its cage. Honestly, the only real thing that had made her think was the attack on her face, and the honest to god hurtful (but truthful) comments from her dead mother.
Actually, if she thought about it, her life was quite spicy. Maybe just a little boring for the crazed, and usually stressed out mare. So today, she wandered among the towering trees in the Threshold. So many things had changed it seemed, the last time she was here... well she couldn't even remember when the last time was. Orangemoon had settled in now, the brisk but warm winds comforting her body like a mothers embrace. Some darkened and dead leaves were blown from hibernating deciduous trees and dancing in the wind.
She lifted her nose to smell the fresh air, only to have the scent of another whipped into her nostrils. It was no doubt mare, and an unrecognizable scent. Hopefully, she was a new one, and maybe, Elsa could manage to bring her home. Fraub had left, which means she had to bring more family in to fill the void.
She followed the scent, only to be greeted by a rather beautiful mare. She had a beautiful horn, and a perfect body and set of wings to go with it. Elsa smiled, and dipped her head as she approached, hoping her healing eye wound would not cause an unneeded scare. "Hello miss, i'm Elsa. Looking for a home here in Helovia?" There Elsa, you seemed at least a little normal.
Credits
- Any force can be used against Elsa.
- Please tag any posts that involves Elsa.
