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The Threshold. Ah, what a place. She had frequented it many times over her times here. Each face came and went. Some she befriended, others ticked her off, and some she couldn't even remember. It was like a roulette of faces. Sometimes you landed on a good one, and won. Sometimes, not so much. It all depended. It was a rush though, going and knowing you are out to greet someone that will hate you, love you, fear you, or not give a flying butt about what you do. So, she set off from the Falls, heading south to the land of trees, animals, and newcomers. It was such a convenience for the only access to Helovia to be bottlenecked into one area. It made tracking down people so much easier. As her hooves landed just outside of the Threshold, she already began to smell unrecognizable scents. Birdsong didn't help, the pungent air made everything a lot.. smellier for lack of a better word. She picked up a light trot, following the scent of one that seemed particularly fresh. It was only a few more moments, and Elsa stumbled upon another. It was a grey unicorn, in her younger days by the looks of it. Maybe around Elsa's age but she could never be sure. Looks can be deceiving. Upon her head, the girl was adorned with two completely transparent horns. That was something she had never seen before. A small smile settled upon her face as she took a few more conspicuous steps towards the mare. When she was only a few paces from her, Elsa stopped and offered a quick little bow, bending her neck before speaking. "Name's Elsa. You new around here?" The words rolled off her tongue a little gangster-like. It was nice to shake things up a little, especially when those words were repeated over and over numerous times. "Talking" @[Silence] Would you like me to continue tagging? :) Elsa |
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