06-29-2015, 10:33 AM
The silver girl was well versed in trust issues. Between the disappearance of her father and the howl of the beast inside her head it wasn't surprising that she didn't let others get close. Tyrna was as wild as they came these days. Always one hoof in the forest. Still her heart belonged to the Falls. The peaceful place that soothed old hurts and calmed frayed nerves. She knows she has been slacking in her duties to the neutral kingdom and that's what drives her feet forward.
She enters the field with more confidence than she's felt in days. Spending time near the healing waters has quieted the wolf and allowed her to relax. has been a little while since she last visited the field. Her last attempt with Smother was fresh after a change and it left her reeling and detached from reality. Now she was prepared and eager to prove her worth.
Tyrna wanders around the field for quite some time passing clusters of horses by. Some are chatting quietly to themselves, some are surrounded by recruiters. None of them are quite what she is looking for. After some time she spots a blue mare slathered in sweat and standing quietly on her own. It peaks the silver girls interest so she turns in that direction. She is beaten to the blue by an unnaturally red mare who reeks of ash and pine. The signature of the chamber. The competition only makes her more determined as Tyrna approaches the pair.
She is all tarnished silver and moonlight. Her pale mane, tangled by the wind and trees, drapes against her dark neck while her tail swats her sides. Traces of the sky twine up her strong, pale legs matching her piercing blue eyes. There is a wild look about her but she moves with the grace of her spanish ancestry. Tyrna plasters on a charming smile as she sidles up to the pair. She nods in greeting to the red mare before turning her attention towards the newcomer.
"Hello, my name is Tyrna. I come from the Falls. Tell me, what are you looking for here? The Falls has a lot to offer those that seek a new home."
She enters the field with more confidence than she's felt in days. Spending time near the healing waters has quieted the wolf and allowed her to relax. has been a little while since she last visited the field. Her last attempt with Smother was fresh after a change and it left her reeling and detached from reality. Now she was prepared and eager to prove her worth.
Tyrna wanders around the field for quite some time passing clusters of horses by. Some are chatting quietly to themselves, some are surrounded by recruiters. None of them are quite what she is looking for. After some time she spots a blue mare slathered in sweat and standing quietly on her own. It peaks the silver girls interest so she turns in that direction. She is beaten to the blue by an unnaturally red mare who reeks of ash and pine. The signature of the chamber. The competition only makes her more determined as Tyrna approaches the pair.
She is all tarnished silver and moonlight. Her pale mane, tangled by the wind and trees, drapes against her dark neck while her tail swats her sides. Traces of the sky twine up her strong, pale legs matching her piercing blue eyes. There is a wild look about her but she moves with the grace of her spanish ancestry. Tyrna plasters on a charming smile as she sidles up to the pair. She nods in greeting to the red mare before turning her attention towards the newcomer.
"Hello, my name is Tyrna. I come from the Falls. Tell me, what are you looking for here? The Falls has a lot to offer those that seek a new home."