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09-15-2013, 01:05 PM
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| Legs shuffled and voices chattered in the small portion of the meeting between them. Each colored equine acted as a moving blur with sounds echoing across the terrain in which they stood on as a herd. A herd. No predators would strike the straggler as easily as if a foal were alone without protection. It was lively in its own mood without the antagonism brewing in the midst of it all. It offered relief, and hope this would find a way to sprint through the maze of horses and minds alike until the finish line would end and introductions made. Her heart was large to match with the large form of her body bred into her through generations of various blood. The muscle pulsed, but it fluttered rapidly in its beat through the thrill of meeting more horses, but the fear of how the relationships would form. It was the thick anxiety swelling in her consciousness, but it had been minor progress since it loosened – like dirt to mud – in a slow process. Hooves left tracks in the Helovian earth as the homely body stumbled and walked towards the opening until the closest living creature was close enough. There were a plentiful amount of beings she had not yet acquainted herself with. She glanced at the unfamiliar faces with a neutral expression; eyes sleepy and not entirely alert nor blooming with an apparent emotion. The rotation of her neck lead to one she knew of and it aided her in lowering the awkwardness she felt. The distraction of memorization (though she felt their faces will be blurred in two different perspectives later on) ended as her head snapped up towards the reaction of Seele towards another stranger. Does this always happen? She wondered curiously yet nervously. It wasn’t the most peaceful event with the upcoming of a stallion entering, but it wasn’t anything about to scare her away…entirely. Word Count: 318 Tag(s): The Asylum Comments: *zebra noises* |
