Kleo is nothing extraordinary compared to some who call Beqanna home. She is a simple equine, with simple hopes and dreams. A longing of a life filled with happiness and love. It is with these aspirations of her future that draw the light of the sky to surround her. Tiny flickering lights dance about her small frame as she peacefully sleeps.
A clatter comes in an angelic voice. The fillies ears twitch out of instinct while her eyes flutter open. Beneath long lashes are pools of tangerine that strain to focus on a face in the dim lighting. The glow of her starlit beacons illuminate the fair maidens profile and Kleo looks to the angel as she speaks.
She wishes to say hello, to respond in the same way the mare had questioned her, but no words come from the mute child. She simply smiles to the elder horse, her eyes then shifting to the foal at the mares side. As her gaze refocuses, so do the lights shift. A display of tiny lanterns shows her the boy. The star-specks dance about the colt with curious interest before they are drawn back to her body. There they settle between her sunrise ears in a display of a starlit crown...
@[Ilma] @[Finch] I'm thinking ilma is just going to have to name her lol