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Home. What a foreign word to the young mare. Fallyn could not remember the last time she had one. Although, upon her time in the Basin she had yet to make any new acquaintances. In fact, she had rather aimlessly wandered around, silently. She never made a sound. Her ghostly pigment fitted the way she moved throughout the land, without a stir. Fallyn was confident no one had noticed her existence. To make matters worse, the night had taken it's toll on her mood, and she was feeling rather indifferent to just about everything. Ghostly white figure moved silently across the land. Sleep was not an option, not lately at least. In fact, Fallyn rarely ever felt tired and when she did sleep was never able to successfully lull her away. Her mind was too busy with thoughts she could not fully understand, concepts she could not wrap her head around.
The vixen lightly lifted one hoof after the other, ambling along with no direction. Her mind was reeling. One one hand, she could care less whether she ever met anyone from this herd. On the other hand, she felt the comfort of others might come in handy. What a task it was to try and understand a mind as complex as her own. As she made her way through the unknown terrain, a familiar voice caught her attention. "Come, little one. You can do it…"
Fallyn's head unintentionally snapped in the direction of the audible voice. Torleik. She wasn't sure why the thought of him gave her comfort. Perhaps because he invited her here, and thus far he was the only other unicorn she knew. Regardless, she rather subconsciously changed her direction and began stumbling towards the sound. Her gait was rather awkward, as she was unsure of not only where she was going, but who Torleik was talking to.
Finally, she reached him. And as she approached, her jaw dropped in shock, then awe. What lay before her eyes and nestled into the stallion's chest was some sort of creature Fallyn had never seen before. It was feathered, and appeared to be like a little beast, but made noises like that of a bird. Dumbfounded, Fallyn accidentally blew a long breath out through her nose, shaking her head in pure confusion. She realized her noise gave away any cover she had, and she couldn't now simply walk away. And so she strolled a little closer, but left ample space between her and this, this….thing.
"Torleik,” She addressed. Nodding her head in respect. She tossed her forelock casually over her left eye, leaning back slightly on her hindquarters so she could flee if needed. What is that?" Her voice quivered slightly, as Fallyn rarely showed fear. But the unknown was her greatest fear. But how bad could the little creature be nestled into this horned stallion's chest? Then again, how well did she know him anyway?
[[OOC: well I should be writing my paper that's due tomorrow but a post seemed so much more tempting.]]
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