;Leokadia
Leokadia stomped down into the muck one last time before someone calling out made her snap to attention. Her now brown face turned quickly toward the cervine filly and she blinked her fair-lashed eyes once, staring. The dark girl made her way toward Lo, smiling and friendly and for a moment she wasn’t sure what to do. Her little tail swished and she dropped her head to peer at the approaching youth in the feline way that seemed to be her practice. But the eager friendliness of the other girl was infectious and she relaxed, extending her dirty muzzle to exchange a curious sniff of greeting. ” Hi. I’m Lo.”
Could she play too? Well Leokadia had never played with another youngster and she was a little surprised to be asked, her ears--still almost white--strained forward anew. ”Yes!” Then she half-reared again and came down in the big puddle the splash arching around the pair of them. A rare grin alighted on her lips and she crow hopped once before springing into the thicker muck and squishing through it in a circle. ”I love this mud! It’s much better than snow.”
she's an arsonist in her pastime
and i've been burned for the last time
@[Nutkin]