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08-16-2015, 09:04 PM
Alysanne When faced with a Frostfall without her dear friends, in a herd land surging with strangers, Alysanne had retreated. Naerys had taken to wandering more often now that she was older and was better at being social than her mother was lately. There was no energy in the pegasus mare to make new friends, or so she thought. Deeper and deeper into herself she withdrew, far against her natural tendencies. Everything had shifted, this solid ground that she had found in Helovia now seemed so rocky. Yet, as Frostfall started to thaw, so did she. The anger that had been welling within her wasn’t going to be going anywhere soon, of course, but hiding in the depths of the firs and spruces certainly was not helping. Had she not pledged to make this into her herd still? Had she not wanted so badly to stay here and continue to make this her home?
Hemlock chided her every moment he got, trying to pull on her mane to get her moving some days, and today she finally let him. Maybe a walk around the borders would clear her head.
She moved carefully, wary of the shards and chunks of broken glass that might be hiding in the snow, when movement ahead caught her attention. Two unknown figures, of course, were just ahead a little way. Once, she would not have hesitated but now Alysanne did, lingering in the drifts and hugging her wings close to her body as though it would make her disappear.
‘No. Need friends.’ Hemlock’s deep voice reminded her, urging her forward as he flew around her head.
She approached slowly, listening to the mare’s talk and catching the comment about how the cart’s harness would not fit the stallion. Looking at him up close, Alysanne had to agree. “Possibly not.” Alysanne came to a standstill with the pair, a soft smile twisted onto her features. “It was crafted for someone a little smaller than you.” The words were wistful, remembering the herd members that had pulled the cart before, and she hoped that he would not find offense. It was certainly no secret that this unicorn was taller than most. Her green eyes, warming now that she was getting back into the swing of speaking with others, turned to the mare and she dipped her head with a grin. “But it might fit you.” everybody heals with love |
table by Sevin <3
CRASHING because I've been wanting Alysanne to meet both of them <33 Hope you guys don't mind!
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![[Image: alysanne_by_schwartze-d89se15.png]](http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/348/8/6/alysanne_by_schwartze-d89se15.png) made by the lovely tamme |
