11-06-2019, 11:23 AM
Though beautiful from the correct perspective, winter was not the unicorn's favorite time of the year. The season's barren scapes and bittered winds could be harsh and rather unwelcoming in every possible sense. Sometimes the world felt empty, and in spite of the contentment she got from the vagabond lifestyle she led, that emptiness was relatable somehow. Maybe just a fragment of it, but it was still there - she could feel it. Not enough to be unsettling, but enough to be able to recognize that she and winter very likely had the most in common out of all the phases of the year. And she did not care for that at all.
But the quiet on days like today is something she can appreciate, and Catcher busies herself with the search for anything that might possess some shred of warmth. Be that a place, a thing... even a person at this point would suffice, she thought, and carried on with a steady pace through the gathering lands.
A curiously marked pairing grabs the reins of her attention, her chestnut painted body adjusts accordingly and the steps she places carry her over a path less worn. The girl with the fin is close to her own age she thinks, and the other younger based on appearance alone. When the wind shifts it rises against her, stirring an air of familiarity with it from the smaller of the girls she slowly approaches.
The fire stained mare catches the iridescent one's observation and willingness to help a stranger. It makes her own lips part in a friendly half-smile when she comes to settle a polite distance from the pair of them. " An offer of kindness isn't common to find between complete strangers," she comments with the emphasis of a small laugh, "It's refreshing." Catcher had some doubt that the marvel upon her back was indeed a thing that needed to be removed, but it wasn't beyond her capabilities to be wrong either. And she contented herself to wait as storm hued eyes moved from the filly towards the young mare, curious of her response and to learn that if in fact, the thing would require removal.
@[Rivuline] @[Celina]
But the quiet on days like today is something she can appreciate, and Catcher busies herself with the search for anything that might possess some shred of warmth. Be that a place, a thing... even a person at this point would suffice, she thought, and carried on with a steady pace through the gathering lands.
A curiously marked pairing grabs the reins of her attention, her chestnut painted body adjusts accordingly and the steps she places carry her over a path less worn. The girl with the fin is close to her own age she thinks, and the other younger based on appearance alone. When the wind shifts it rises against her, stirring an air of familiarity with it from the smaller of the girls she slowly approaches.
The fire stained mare catches the iridescent one's observation and willingness to help a stranger. It makes her own lips part in a friendly half-smile when she comes to settle a polite distance from the pair of them. " An offer of kindness isn't common to find between complete strangers," she comments with the emphasis of a small laugh, "It's refreshing." Catcher had some doubt that the marvel upon her back was indeed a thing that needed to be removed, but it wasn't beyond her capabilities to be wrong either. And she contented herself to wait as storm hued eyes moved from the filly towards the young mare, curious of her response and to learn that if in fact, the thing would require removal.
@[Rivuline] @[Celina]
