She trots along at a happy pace, humming a song and clapping her wings to her sides to keep the beat. Her fearlessness, though guised beneath the natural curiosity of youth, could easily be interpreted as naivete and stupidity, so as she flutters into the marsh like a songbird, onlookers would be more than welcome to shake their heads and muse that it's a shame such a pretty girl would never make it to adulthood. 


The muck sucks at her hooves as she moves deeper into the deadlands, but she is nonplussed by the mud that splatters her legs, nor does she allow the putrid smell to toss her stomach. It's not everyday you find such a prime mudhole to stomp around in, so she would certainly find time to enjoy it. Besides, she was already taking on an adorable winter fluff, and when one feels adorable, one is happy.


Golden eyes, surprisingly sunny within the grey and white of her face, nearly miss the golden lass, buried from the chill under her cloak, pressing towards the trees as if they would shield her from the cold. She stops, head tipping to the side, staring at the big black whateverthatis. She's seen some weird stuff since arriving here, but seeing something so out if place captures her attention. It's a feminine voice that distracts her attention, and she turns her head, sheltered within her own place among the towering logs (these were hardly trees, considering how dead everything looked), and sees a unique pair of older fillies. One has wings, and the other, antlers. How lucky am I, She thinks to herself, that I have both! 


"Well," the dappled girl interrupts, keeping her voice hushed to match the other girl's tone, "We're not really alone, if we're all here." She punctuates her comment with a wink, though she can't help but begin to feel uneasy with the commentary. It almost sounds like a warning. Was she even allowed here?


She moves forward, now with slightly more caution than her previous gait held, towards the pair of others. She's careful as she wades through the shallow murky waters, trying to avoid a comical fall now that she's in the view of company. Coming to a stop beside them, she allows her eyes to fall, once again, upon the pillar. "Do you guys know what that thing is? I've never been here before. It's kinda spooky." She smiles at the last word, saying it with a playful hushed voice. There was something cool about this place. But more than that, there were people here. 


She could finally make some friends. It was about time, too, she was about ready to die from boredom if she had to spend another minute alone without anyone her age.



@Maude +
I'll add a table later! Just wanted to get something up!