White December

Why she had returned to where she had begun, December wasn't sure. The moon had looked so inviting tonight in the sky, it surrounding by billions of stars and beckoning to the white mare. It had been so long since she had traveled by night, for since she hadn't known this place at first, she was weary of its potential dangers. Now she learned that the only other enemy was another horse, and she felt she could handle most of them. Her thick build was not kind to the nearby branches, their new buds lashing at her hide as she ambled forward. Despite this, the Shire was still graceful in her large strides, and it wasn't long before she finally reached the Threshold.

Perhaps she would meet someone here, not that she really wanted to, but then she could recruit them to her home; not that she wanted to do that either, and gain favor in Midas's eyes. The ascended one didn't seem to expect much of his members, but to be kind and welcoming to all, but she knew that her bringing more life into his land certainly wouldn't make him angry. The moon's glow gave her ivory coat a bluish gleam, and her grey points looked nearly black as she trodded out into the center of the darkened clearing.

Flaring her large nares to take in any scent, it was then her gaze noticed someone emerging from the trees. The shadows cleared to reveal only a girl, splashed with browns and whites and large wings upon her back. They were quite large, making her look almost gawky. December couldn't help but pity her, she always thought wings that fit looked uncomfortable as it was. How was the yearling to even run properly? Maybe she didn't. Not that she would ask... at first anyway.

She bid her time, not wanting to startle the new one, especially since it was so dark out, and she most likely expected no one to be around. Someone her age shouldn't be out alone by herself, especially in the middle of the night. She took a moment, before taking a step towards the filly, letting a gentle snort escape her in greeting, to announce her presence so that the girl would know she was there before she approached. She knew what it was like meeting new people, she didn't like them just stepping into her space all la-di-da just because they were okay with it, so she wasn't going to do that to someone else.

Besides, December felt inclined to approach this one. Seeing the sight of a younger horse wandering alone and most likely scare struck a chord somewhere in the recesses of the mare's heart. It was familiar to her, in a tragic way, making it seem as if she could... relate? It was rare for her to relate to anyone, so perhaps this was why she felt the need to connect, to come closer by a few more steps, and to speak in her lower tone,"You look lost. Are you in need of a place to eat and sleep?" Rather to the point yes, but with the best intentions for sure.



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Tag: Isara
OOC: Evvy love <3}