08-19-2016, 09:57 AM
Well it was official. Our dear Maus was now a certified member of the Valley. Topsail, the minx who could be considered her doppelgänger, had stolen her curiosity with her unique abilities. Telepathy wasn't something the mouse grey femme was used to coming across. Back where she came from special talents and abilities were, well, nonexistent. Thinking back to her previous homeland causes Maus to stop suddenly in her tracks. Maybe all the horses they labeled as crazy weren't actually crazy. Perhaps they were like the horses here in Beqanna and really did have special abilities, but only they could see it? Maybe something about Beqanna let the powers within certain horses come out? Maybe this place strengthened their talents so they could be used? The thought causes a weird look to cloud the mares face. Did she have an ability? Something previously laid dormant until she stepped foot over Beqanna's border? A shiver races through the mares body, but quickly leaves as the mouse colored mare continues forward. "Impossible." she thinks "I would have felt it by now." I mean, that's how it worked, right?
After parting ways with Topsail and Lexa, Maus decided exploration of this new land was in order. She wanted to get a feel for this place, and mostly, she wanted to find out if Topsail was unique in her talents. Did other horses here have telepathy? Were there other abilities? All her life, Maus was the poster child for the phrase curiosity killed the cat. There was a monster inside her that hungered for knowledge; for an explanation for things unknown. This sometimes lead the mousey minx into hairy situations. Come to think of it, it's actually god damn miracle Maus had mad it to see her seventh birthday!
It's at this point that Maus realizes the terrain has gonna from the wide rolling hills of the field to a slightly claustrophobic feeling forest. The tree trunks grew close together and the dense canopy of leaves kept out most of the afternoon sun. Even with Autumn wrapping up the land in a crisp, chilled blanket, the falling leaves had yet to thin out the foliage enough for sunlight to break through. It's here that Maus allows her black pointed legs to come to halt, her deep amber eyes washing over the forest that jutted up before her.
OOC: Do you want to either PM me or post his stats so I can get them up before breeding season ends?
After parting ways with Topsail and Lexa, Maus decided exploration of this new land was in order. She wanted to get a feel for this place, and mostly, she wanted to find out if Topsail was unique in her talents. Did other horses here have telepathy? Were there other abilities? All her life, Maus was the poster child for the phrase curiosity killed the cat. There was a monster inside her that hungered for knowledge; for an explanation for things unknown. This sometimes lead the mousey minx into hairy situations. Come to think of it, it's actually god damn miracle Maus had mad it to see her seventh birthday!
It's at this point that Maus realizes the terrain has gonna from the wide rolling hills of the field to a slightly claustrophobic feeling forest. The tree trunks grew close together and the dense canopy of leaves kept out most of the afternoon sun. Even with Autumn wrapping up the land in a crisp, chilled blanket, the falling leaves had yet to thin out the foliage enough for sunlight to break through. It's here that Maus allows her black pointed legs to come to halt, her deep amber eyes washing over the forest that jutted up before her.
OOC: Do you want to either PM me or post his stats so I can get them up before breeding season ends?