Emotions are our own hell; Any

[Heda]

Her days of laying miserably around in the adoption den are over. She had not purpose there, only when her small little group brought their heads together did she become interested. They spoke of false prophecies, a home for lost children, no parents or leadership, no rules to bide by. This land they spoke of was all but what they imagined. For everyone grows up eventually, whether your small or huge. Everyone has to take that step in life, no matter how big it is.

So here she was a blue tinged child wandering through a realm meant for those who have grown in search of a home. Quite an unusual sight if you ask me. She raises a few looks as many equine stare at her, they obviously attained that she was a bit too young to be foraging her own passage of life. So with a flutter of her navy tinged wings the girl gives herself a form of confidence, of reassurance that all will fall into place, unlike it had before. She had hope, and faith in the fairies as they would guide her path. She knew they would be there for her, they have ever since she was born.

Heda makes her way through the clusters of equine, pistons driving her forwards. Tendrils of long yellowed vegetation graze her hocks as she aimlessly wanders the large landscape. Trying to avoid as many awkward glances as possible, she knew she was a bit too young to step into the field but, it was better than moping about the adoption den. And sounded far more pleasing than sorrowful bleats being emitted through the night.

Folding her small wingspan Heda set up shop in a small corner of her own. Awaiting for a team equine to confront her. For this was her big step in life, growing up or so it seemed but, she would forever hold her love and appreciation for the fairies in her soul.

HEDA

Go right ahead, laugh at the girl who loved too easily

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Heda needs a home! Probably not Nerine <3 I already have Celeana there...