A New Friend for Me! [Astara, Any]

[Zaravich]

the words she knows the tune she hums

Zaravich flicked her tail with impatience waiting for the mare a few paces behind her. She was happy to know this mare enjoyed the lands I knew it she thought to herself. The mare asked how she found these lands and she perked up with joy thinking back to Weir, the old man was so interesting to her! she was quick to slouch down as she announced this wasn't Zaras type of home. It was true, Zara needed constant attention, whether it be from a companion or a friendship, she never wanted to be alone.

Zara took a few moments to think about how to respond "Well I might Weir, he is so great! you will love him when you meet him" she grew fond of the stallion, perhaps because he was one of the only horses she has met so far, but he was patient with her and had a kind soul. "I enjoyed the company of Weir so I agreed to stay, I have hope the Dale will grow" she spoke with high hopes the Dale would one day be busy. "I occupy myself by traveling to the field or the forest while no one is around" memories flashed back to the stag she had met who impregnated her. She will most likely never see him again. Although that encounter was a memory she didn't enjoy, she also found horses like Astara who grew to be friends. She looked around again hoping to see the dark pelted King, flicking her attention back to the spotted mare giving a smile.

Zaravich

the tiny dancer