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[Aislin]

Aislin

felidae x moose

The silvery textured form chooses to walk into the field opposed to using the feathered appendages that sprouted from her spine. Long wisps of golden red tresses fall across her eyes before she shakes it away. Dark eyes look over the vastness of the land with somber quiet eyes. Destiny would come knocking today and it scared her. Her fate to be decided  by others than herself.

She had attempted a nomadic solo life before and it only led to harassment by predators and very cold nights. A mare in her right mind knew that she was better suited to live among others. Slender limbs move more slowly now as she notes her surroundings, other equines. Nares flare as the chill of winter smothers the scents of autumn. The dampness of rotting leaves is no longer grating on the sensitive sense of smell. The lower temperatures leave the air fresh and clean. Her chest deepens with an inhale before the light plume of frost creates a cloud, resembling a a smoldering dragon on it's bed of treasure. She is not frightened nor excited. Her skin shivers ever so slightly in the setting sun. Sharp nails crunch the white tinted blades beneath her weight as the birds begin to settle into the dusky evening. The field is quiet.

She only feels her heart beating in her temples.
She only sees her shadow stretching away from the setting sun.
She is alone.