Her body moved gracefully, each step carefully taken, refined, and executed. Her cloven hooves made it easier for her to walk along the ice, acting as stabilizers as she strode through the Basin, thin legs carrying her lithe bodice. Her curved skull was held high, her emerald eyes searching the Basin as she paced along. Her mind was at ease as she casually traveled through the cold area.
Her audits suddenly swung forward, swinging to and fro as she heard the sudden clattering of hooves. Rushing to see what it was, the fae reached a white filly who appeared only a little older than her. Perking her ears, she watched as the filly reared and tossed herself about. She looked panic stricken, as though something was chasing her. Curious as to what was going on, the fae kept her emerald eyes glued to the white girl.
Before long she began singing in a foreign language the fae's mind could not register. Tilting her head ever so slightly, she wondering what she was singing. Curiousity getting the best of her, the fae approached the odd babe. When she got closer she saw the red freckles splattered along her body. Opening her mouth, the fae spoke words that were coated in honey, as she tried to be kind to her fellow herd mates. (Especially ones who were just having panic attacks.) "Hello? Are you alright? ... I don't believe we've met. I'm Frost Fyre.. and you are?" She gazed at the red speckled girl, checking the horn on her brow. It proved she was a unicorn, and that she belonged in the Basin. The fae nodded subtly, scanning her over. She had a pristine white body with red freckles on her body, a nice accent. Although she had a less refined build than the fae, with her Arabian lineage. The fae approved she was fit for the Basin, having the proof on her brow. But what still remained was who exactly this girl was.
"Speech."
[[this is so short compared to what you wrote ;_;]]
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