The Calm Before the Storm- [Daeryssa, Any]

[Zaravich]

the words she knows the tune she hums

The ebony mare looked off in the direction in which she heard noises. It should be easy to spot another with the white blanket covering the ground, although the trees offered protection and the dead pine needles, now brown, offered covering for those of similarity in viewing. Her ears flicked around as a few birds stuck around, late to migrate, they chirped hopping from tree to tree, looking for any source of food. This however, was not the noise she heard, was her mind playing games with her? She knew she heard something, she was not alone in the forest today.

The mares body flinched without moving her legs, as another popped out from hiding. Revealing herself to be a blue mare with a purple mane, tail and dorsal stripe. She had gazed over the mare from head to hoof, intrigued by her color. She cannot recall meeting an equine of such beauty, she had old wounds that were clearly healing and curiosity made her wonder how she came to have them, but that wouldn't be a wonderful opening statement.

Shaking all her thoughts from her head thought of a response, what did bring her out today? "I wanted a change of scenery, what brought you out?" she asked, her voice was friendly and her ears remained forward. Her statement was true for the most part, she had never been away from her foal before today. Josie was almost a year old now, and more than capable of being on her own in the herd lands while she ventured to the forest. The Dale was a quiet kingdom, forcing the mare to be isolated for most of her time there. She was a very social creature who;s only desire was to behold a friend, constantly in the field or the forest looking to hold a friendship with someone. 

Zaravich

the tiny dancer