11-02-2025, 11:19 PM
believe me, I'm just as lost as you
As the stranger approached she eyed him curiously. He was a shining green and white with markings that looked like his skin had been frosted over and never thawed. Those things didn't strike her as odd, but the creature laying atop his head was definitely not something she had seen before. His bright words are a stark contrast against the dead land and she gave him a half grin in response. She wasn't going to find what she was looking for here, but company wouldn't be a bad trade off.
"It doesn't seem like anything actually lives here." she replied, looking down at the rough earth and whacking a front hoof on one of the stones, "not even these." She looked back up at the stallion and tilted her bright head slightly, sending her black and green forelock flipping to the side. "Maybe some ghosts." Despite knowing that ghosts should be scary, she didn't think she would find one scary if she ever met one. Maybe she had met one in her past life? Who knows. Not Razaranje.
"Do you live here? Are you a ghost?" She asked, a little curious, a little bit joking. Her dark eyes again drifted to the critter lounging atop his head and she gave another half-smile. "Transportation service for small creatures living the high life?" Razaranje laughed and returned her gaze back to the new stranger instead of his little passenger. Beqanna was certainly a curious place full of surprises around every corner. Even if her memories were fuzzy and unsure, she was certain about that. You could run into anything, anyone, around any corner.
"I'm Razaranje. And I don't think that I'm a ghost. Can't make any guarantees though." She gave a slight roll of her shoulders, something like a shrug as her black and green tail swished idly against her green legs. "I don't know a whole lot, but I do know I don't live here." Well, she isn't 100% sure about that either.
"It doesn't seem like anything actually lives here." she replied, looking down at the rough earth and whacking a front hoof on one of the stones, "not even these." She looked back up at the stallion and tilted her bright head slightly, sending her black and green forelock flipping to the side. "Maybe some ghosts." Despite knowing that ghosts should be scary, she didn't think she would find one scary if she ever met one. Maybe she had met one in her past life? Who knows. Not Razaranje.
"Do you live here? Are you a ghost?" She asked, a little curious, a little bit joking. Her dark eyes again drifted to the critter lounging atop his head and she gave another half-smile. "Transportation service for small creatures living the high life?" Razaranje laughed and returned her gaze back to the new stranger instead of his little passenger. Beqanna was certainly a curious place full of surprises around every corner. Even if her memories were fuzzy and unsure, she was certain about that. You could run into anything, anyone, around any corner.
"I'm Razaranje. And I don't think that I'm a ghost. Can't make any guarantees though." She gave a slight roll of her shoulders, something like a shrug as her black and green tail swished idly against her green legs. "I don't know a whole lot, but I do know I don't live here." Well, she isn't 100% sure about that either.
razaranje
@Anubias