{{X}}Her brown orbs scanned the terrain, searching for signs of life in this new world. Equine figures were dotted around, tiny specks that were of no significance to the powerful mare. If they wanted to talk to her they would have to pick up those tender feet of theirs and prance on over this way, she had no intention of moving just to meet them. Voudou was by no means a caring creature, though she wasn't inherently cruel either. Voudou just enjoyed causing problems, and lots of them. She played mind games, starting rumors and manipulating any who were idiotic enough to trust her. Perhaps it was the attention she longed for, or maybe watching the chaos unravel was simply entertaining, she hardly even knew herself what the motives were behind her ways. Whatever the reason, it was what she did and she had no plans on changing.
{{X}}The young vixen stretched her neck downwards as she lipped at the grass below. She wasn't particularly hungry, even after walking for so long to get here. "Why the hell am I even here?" she mumbled under her breath, before snorting at the dirt and lifting her head up again. Her sleek black coat was shining in the sun, and her mane and tail lifted slightly in the gentle breeze. To most, the weather was perfect, though Voudou preferred the chilly mists and dark shadows that shrouded the nights. It was these nights that she would wander, leaving hoofprints in soft moss and ashes in her wake. Perhaps it was her youthful mind, but she loved to be alone and explore the world around her. She was particularly fascinated by anything that the other equines deemed mysterious or frightening. Needless to say, nobody really understood her, and she never really understood anyone else. How could anyone see the streaks of silver moonlight in the forest and be scared of the dark instead of cherish the light?
{{X}}Another snort escaped her nostrils before the young mare once again looked around. So far, nobody had bothered to take an interest in her, and they were all off chatting in small clusters. Muscles rippling underneath taught skin, she swiveled to the right and broke into a graceful trot towards a tiny cluster of short trees and tall grass. As she reached the trees, the grasses dragged around her legs, tickling her stomach and pulling her tail into knots and tangles. Here she stopped, and lowered her head to eat, more to keep herself busy than out of hunger. And here she waited, content with her eating, to see if anyone would approach her before she had to put up with the nuisance of seeking out someone to talk to.
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{{X}}The young vixen stretched her neck downwards as she lipped at the grass below. She wasn't particularly hungry, even after walking for so long to get here. "Why the hell am I even here?" she mumbled under her breath, before snorting at the dirt and lifting her head up again. Her sleek black coat was shining in the sun, and her mane and tail lifted slightly in the gentle breeze. To most, the weather was perfect, though Voudou preferred the chilly mists and dark shadows that shrouded the nights. It was these nights that she would wander, leaving hoofprints in soft moss and ashes in her wake. Perhaps it was her youthful mind, but she loved to be alone and explore the world around her. She was particularly fascinated by anything that the other equines deemed mysterious or frightening. Needless to say, nobody really understood her, and she never really understood anyone else. How could anyone see the streaks of silver moonlight in the forest and be scared of the dark instead of cherish the light?
{{X}}Another snort escaped her nostrils before the young mare once again looked around. So far, nobody had bothered to take an interest in her, and they were all off chatting in small clusters. Muscles rippling underneath taught skin, she swiveled to the right and broke into a graceful trot towards a tiny cluster of short trees and tall grass. As she reached the trees, the grasses dragged around her legs, tickling her stomach and pulling her tail into knots and tangles. Here she stopped, and lowered her head to eat, more to keep herself busy than out of hunger. And here she waited, content with her eating, to see if anyone would approach her before she had to put up with the nuisance of seeking out someone to talk to.
Words: 450 OOC: Stkw Tags: Open