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[Aranea]

Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the space between Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies, across this new divide surely she was a fool to come. surely they would laugh, or ignore her, or simply pick some place else to go. nevermind that she had a GOOD home to offer - she had no words with which to offer it. still she came. call it boredom or eagerness, the voiceless mare wandered towards the field. it was a sheer and simple desire to do something for the place she called home. aranea spotted a stallion, seemingly alone, and despite her inability to speak to him she wandered his direction. if she had the words she would tell him how wonderful tephra was - how it was warm and humid and so very lush. she would tell him how the leaders were strong and brave and seemingly fearless; at least, what she knew of them. aranea would seek to draw him in with the promise of ranks to earn, of a new story to tell. instead she merely snorted softly as way of direction and tipped her head inquisitively, hoping that he would be well versed in the more basic ways of communication - primarily, body language.