Hoofprints in Sand (any)

[Zaravich]

the words she knows the tune she hums

Zara found herself in the field again today she was out looking for another equine to recruit for her kingdom. She had slacked at her duty for a while now and found it her responsibility to bring life back to the Dale. The Ebony mare pranced into the field with her tail raised high playfully thrashing her head about. She truly did not imagine many equines to be out as most were in there kingdom or herd lands tending to there new born foals. She could recall the familiarity with her foal Josie, who was now a year old.

As she playfully ran around thinking no one else was around, to her surprise one stepped out from the overhang of trees into the center of the field. Sliding to a halt Zara gazed at her, she seemed rather....out of it. After a few moments of staring the mare seemed to have snapped back to reality thats odd.... Zara thought to herself. Maybe I should go see if she is okay she thought to herself. Zara remembers when she was traveling all alone, she hated being alone and only had the intentions to help the mare. She gave a whinny as she pondered offering a greeting as she grew near Hello! My name is Zaravich, are you okay? she asked leaving space for the mare to feel safe in her presence.

Zaravich

the tiny dancer