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We are the reckless,
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth
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Since her arrival in these new lands her mind had been tingling and tingling away. Many fresh new thoughts and impressions to linger on as she left the old ones behind. It was a very much wanted change of pace. In her thinking state she stood there for a moment, back-hoof rested, pushing in the soft moss ground. There had not been a day that she regretted leaving everything behind - except a brainless brother, which was actually supposed to be a pretty big thing. But they where both adults now. How much ever she loved him, it was time they made choices of their own. He would always be welcome in her future life, which held the unexpected. The way things where would not do for her. With a mind full of filled cups she looked up at the sky through the dark silhouettes of the treetops, ivory tail quietly weeping while the pearl-white feathers of her wings softly brushed her skin. She imagined firing herself up into the endless skies. Like it had been her fathers domain, would it had been hers too? She had had so much of a lot in the past, but some things where apparently only meant to stay once upon a dream.
While thinking and reshaping her clouds in her mind, a fast growing sound rushed into her ears and derailed her train of thoughts. A beating sound of hooves drew closer fast and before she realized what remarkable episode was occurring she felt herself reacting to a sudden closeness... -"STAAAHP", stepping backwards in a too fast motion. A tornado of wind shoved brutishly against her body. Feeling that she was about to tumble to the ground, she spread the feathers on the top of her head. Flapping a tad desperately with her wings, getting herself in the nick of time back into a balanced world. First thing on her list to do as soon as the tempestuous stallion decided to keep his hooves one the ground, was to shot him her most grim glance. Somehow managing to get that icy look into the depths of shadows in her eyes. But being Fifty Shades Of Cool like herself, she closed her eyes for just a second... Took a breath... and opened them again, letting back in the warmth of the burgundy shades and golden highlights. The black and white Pegasus had backed up and had pressed himself against the log he had attempted to jump over. She pulled her that-was-dumb face and raised one of her non-existing eyebrows. "You know, subtlety?", she fluttered her lashes, blinking. "As in like... Subtle composure, self-control etcetera." The outer corners of her lips curled up into a vague smile. "You could work on it", the mare tilted her head. "Juuuust a bit.", she added, still a bit annoyed that his eyeballs were stupid enough that they didn't spot her. Instead of letting out her unmanageable temper on him, she watched as the stallion figured out what his name was suppose to be. She couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for him and nodded supportifly while he searched his brain. Just as she was beginning to think that he might be having an emotional-breakdown, he opened his mouth. "My name is Bucephalus." She studied the beast, which was actually a pretty good-looking stallion - if she was allowed to think so, with golden specks adorning his coat and filling his eyes. She repeated his name after he told her. Bucephalus seemed like a nice guy. "Are you new to Helovia?", he spoke. "I suppose I am, Buce - if I may call you that or-do-you-prefer-otherwise", she smashed in the middle of her sentence. "Even though nothing here looks new." She shrugged and then faintly smiled. "But I guess I've been travelling too long." Wandered with body and soul she had, following the same path a kite would, which had none. "Are you also a traveler?" The feathers in her neck spread out for a moment and then relaxed again. "You are welcome to call me by my name, Maren."
@[Bucephalus]
Notes: hinicetomeetyah! To tag or not to tag?
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