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03-18-2014, 11:52 AM
ALYSANNE.
Paint with all the colours of the wind
As it always did, being greeted by a smile on a stranger’s face absolutely transformed Alysanne. Although she would have been happy to leave him to his own – curious as she might be about him she was never one to impose her presence on anyone – she was always happy to come across someone new. Being welcomed by a smile such as the one that she received then? One of her favourite moments to experience and she hoped that she’d never forget the way her own smile would brighten those emerald eyes in response.
And lately it had become her favourite even more, for it was a great deal easier to focus solely on this simple, wonderful joy rather than any other darker thoughts she had been keeping down. Focusing on this conversation, here and now, was a way for her to continue moving and breathing.
He stumbled over the words telling her that she could stay, though she still felt bad about interrupting his meal so she offered a hesitant “If you’re sure” while watching for signs that he might change his mind. Once certain that she wouldn’t be chased off, she nudged at the mosses with her hooves, grinning still. “It seems good fortune that we’re stuck down here during the winter – up top we wouldn’t be eating so well!” The grasses down here might not be the tastiest of options and she was only just getting used to the texture of the moss but they were something. She only wished that more of those that were down here would give them a chance – winter made everyone hungry but she had seen a number that were skinnier than they needed to be. Was not everyone aware of the treasures that waited in this room? Alysanne still tried to do what she could, telling those that were hesitant which mosses were safe to eat.
She reflected on how she had seen mares shy away from others – especially stallions – that were taller. And though he was certainly bigger, she didn’t feel afraid of this golden-eyed stallion – there were so many other things worthy of being afraid of right now. Someone with a small smile like that was certainly not one of them. “I’m Alysanne.” She offered in that warm, clear voice. “What’s your name?”
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