The adventure begins

[October]

The mare must take her leave from the meadow to rejuvenate. Manhattan has collapsed and rearranged her world like a child's kaleidoscope. Nothing seemed to make sense, edges jagged and sharp. October had found solitude amongst the tall tress blazing in red, orange, and yellows...a calm serenity as he closes her eyes to drift of an autumn breeze. But something has changed. It is suddenly too quiet. Where are the sunny chirps of birds? The rustle of squirrel searching for acorns? October opens her eyes as the cold crusts and covers everything around her. The world is in a frenzy and she can do naught but bear witness. Plants die, trees wilt, shrubbery become naked. The woman watches at it's mercy before the sharp cold penetrates her coat and frigidly embraces her. Sharp hooves begin before her mind can even usher them. Dark eyes spy the cave again and the warmth that she can only imagine. Her skin twitches, jaw clamping shut in effort to prevent the annoying chatter of teeth. The warmth of the ever-autumn blessedly coats her skin as she slips beside the cave. The frosted breath and frozen lips disappear almost instantly. October breathes the warmth in deeply. But- A sound catches her attention. October cranes to listen. A small whimper of a sound, a delicate yelping.The dampness of stone is an intoxicating perfume that she easily slips into. But the screams... She can not ignore that. Slender legs move her deeper into the throat of the cave till she finds the three passage ways. The echoes of the horse's (an entity's?) voice confuses the direction and October wishes it would hush just a moment for her to at least call back, to locate the source of the sounds but it does not and so she must chose a way. Amber pools scrutinize each as though trying to read a foreign language before she chooses the left entrance and travels deeper into the cavity with a clear mind and steady feet. October

Trait please