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She snorts and Dacianna frowns. Perhaps she had disturbed the girl, her recent interruption into other’s lives hadn’t exactly always been met with welcoming smiles, but then— maybe she was reading into it too much. Even when the golden mare speaks the roan finds herself lacking, she knew naught of a stallion called Aaron, in fact, she hardly knew any painted stallions. It left the Philosopher to glumly shake her head in response and shrug “is that what brings you here?” she asked instead. Was he a lover? A friend? A brother? Her eyes shift from the fox like creature now at her feet and then back to the mare as she appears to think it over and Dacianna finds herself growing more confident. She might not know of an Aaron, but she did know of a place to stay. “Then I can help you” she smiled before continuing, “the Worlds Edge is very welcoming” it always had been to Dacianna anyway. Finally, the girl introduces herself and her friend— Merida and Miles, of nowhere it seemed, though Daci was pitching to remedy that. Everyone should have at least a chance to be apart of somewhere and, like Alysanne and Iona had, Dacianna extended a hoof to the girl she barely knew— as others had done for her. “It is always nicer to be of somewhere” she mused, remembering the direness of the Rift with its annihilated wasteland of naught that brought nothing but death and darkness. Being plucked from that had been a blessing. “I can escort you both to my home, if you wish, Merida and Miles” she offered with an inviting nod of her head. Dacianna |
@Merida
Don't let the curtain catch you, cause you've been here before,
The chair is an island darling, you can't touch the floor
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