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06-05-2017, 09:19 PM
Zoeya
She grinned up at her black and white mother enjoying the alone time with her. It was hard being the Queen's daughter since she always seemed to be busy. So the young filly savored every moment she had with the Queen. Her ears pricked as Alysanne answered. Slightly confused she tipped her head to the side her brows furrowed. "Why would you want to sleep during the day?" She didn't really need an answer but wouldn't turn one down either way. When her mother dropped her head she tucked the flower into her mane, behind her ear, and stepped back to look at her work. Joy lifted her heart at her mother's kind words, "It's pretty just like you Mama." She smiled and pranced in place again glad her mother liked the simple gift. Then she answered about the mist and she gave a snort, but nodded her head. "I guess that makes sense, the moon always looks so cool in the edge."
Fight or flight instincts pounding through her heart urging her to flee. Her muscles bunched as she prepared to turn and race away. The soft nicker of her mother stopped her and she turned her brown eyes up to the paint mare. She took a shuddering breath drawing comfort from the look in her warm green eyes. When her wing shifted enough she carefully wiggled under it eyeing the strange beast in front of them.
Dainty head tilted slightly as she looked up at the creature. "Aenigma? Does that mean you are confusing?" She seemed to realize she had voiced the question aloud instead of in her mind. Her eyes bulged before she glanced at her mother and saw her head dip before she introduced her. Quickly she copied her mother and lowered her own dome. She wanted to ask a thousand questions, but the lingering fear kept her muzzle shut
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Fight or flight instincts pounding through her heart urging her to flee. Her muscles bunched as she prepared to turn and race away. The soft nicker of her mother stopped her and she turned her brown eyes up to the paint mare. She took a shuddering breath drawing comfort from the look in her warm green eyes. When her wing shifted enough she carefully wiggled under it eyeing the strange beast in front of them.
Dainty head tilted slightly as she looked up at the creature. "Aenigma? Does that mean you are confusing?" She seemed to realize she had voiced the question aloud instead of in her mind. Her eyes bulged before she glanced at her mother and saw her head dip before she introduced her. Quickly she copied her mother and lowered her own dome. She wanted to ask a thousand questions, but the lingering fear kept her muzzle shut
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