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08-17-2013, 09:42 PM
Belle wandered into the new regions, pondering what her next move would be. She was alone, which was something she didn't mind, but she had been alone for so long. When would she see another? The terrain she was surrounded by was predominately green, including various trees that she didn’t recognize. There was a faint scent of other equines that may be like her, but they were too far for her to recall exactly what they were. Shaking her head in annoyance, she flew up a small distance to check her surroundings even further out. From as far as her crystal blue eyes could see, it was just a thick green forest all the way throughout the lands.
Lowering herself back down to the ground, the Pegasus gently landed and immediately went into a trot. She wouldn’t dare fly around an area she didn’t recognize, there could be others who wanted to harm or even kill. Her pace was even, not changing as she traveled miles searching for a kind soul who would be willing to speak to, or even help her. Her icy eyes had a look of intensity as they scanned the woodland around her, keeping an eye out for anything that may approach her.
Although she was seeking help, she was also trying to avoid the rude equines, the harmful ones who could easily over power her. The thought of a Stallion ruining her trek by injuring her made her sick inside, she could be left alone in a wilderness she did not recognize, left to die and rot. This only made her pace quicken into a quick canter, using her wings for a little extra speed and balance as she moved gracefully throughout the woodlands, pursuing company.
Lowering herself back down to the ground, the Pegasus gently landed and immediately went into a trot. She wouldn’t dare fly around an area she didn’t recognize, there could be others who wanted to harm or even kill. Her pace was even, not changing as she traveled miles searching for a kind soul who would be willing to speak to, or even help her. Her icy eyes had a look of intensity as they scanned the woodland around her, keeping an eye out for anything that may approach her.
Although she was seeking help, she was also trying to avoid the rude equines, the harmful ones who could easily over power her. The thought of a Stallion ruining her trek by injuring her made her sick inside, she could be left alone in a wilderness she did not recognize, left to die and rot. This only made her pace quicken into a quick canter, using her wings for a little extra speed and balance as she moved gracefully throughout the woodlands, pursuing company.
