Lieschel
After filling her belly with the milk the fairies in the Den gave them, she had decided it was time to stretch her legs a little and make her way to the bordering Playground to find someone that wasn't crying or sobbing over their lost parents. Lieschel had had about enough of that crap. There was no sense in crying over something that wasn't lost. The fairies were always willing to cuddle and they used their special mommy magics to make her feel all warm and snuggly when they did. They sang and told stories and in general kept them all safe.
Lieschel could do whatever she wanted all day long and never have to worry about getting into any kind of trouble. It was so awesome.
Her hooves pick her a path through the woods and into the Playground. She knows the moment she hits it as there is less of a warm cozy feeling and more of an open, wind in her face kind of feeling. She closes her eyes and inhales a deep breath of the air, scenting what she could on it.
There wasn't much. The Playground seemed a little quiet today.
She mentally shrugs and moves down her small hill into the deeper valley. There was a cave as she was wandering down and she hesitates, knowing that it was more than likely safe but still slightly hesitant to just stick her nose into it. However, she wasn't to be deterred by her own fright and sucks in a breath before she steps into the shadows. She waits a moment, waiting for her eyes to adjust before she sees him. "Oye, what are you doing in here?" Her tone was possibly a little belligerent as she might have started in fear when he was suddenly there. Her ears falling back across the top of her poll to hide amongst her scrawny mane.
The worst loneliness is to not be comfortable with yourself.