anyone;

[Eurwen]

Eurwen

in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows

Sweet and humble, precarious and tender - and yet, and yet. A dragon's daughter, careful and unchanged by magic; unless one takes a look at the gold. Both sisters had been affected, the only thing that marked them twins. Nothing else seemed to join them together as nearly-one; the dark chocolate body of her slightly larger twin sister was different from Eurwen's white base and pinkish-red spots. Outgoing where she was shy.

But perhaps she wasn't totally shy. One night she'd ventured out to meet the fairies' call; perhaps she'd see them she thought. And see, she did. Not just the fae though. Haunting horses, devastated by the plage; a terrible monster; she'd seen what she would become growing up a warrior, or more or less, felt it. Experienced it.

Now the little girl was in the playground; unsure if and how she would get home as of yet, unless she was to walk the whole distance. But it was facing her parents and sister again that was the terrifying part. Not to tell them why she left; but why she had been changed. What she had been through, wasn't something children of her and her cousins' age should go through.

At the borders of the playground, she stared at the other foals. Innocent, lively, and playful, they reminded her of her careless sister, and she could not quite bring herself to breaking the trances just yet.

lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose

@[Reia] I sort of have to re-invent her, I hope it'll get better soon