[open] to the lonely sea and sky

[Oceane]

She is no stranger to the abnormal. Even now, though she had left years ago, Oceane knows it to be true that her homeland of Nau-Aib houses some of the most intricate, most unique, most vile living things she'd ever have the fortunate chance to encounter. Despite being comfortable around Different, it's still the abnormal that arouses curiosity within her. She aches to know why, how. Hadn't nature once coaxed their genes to fit gently into a neutral mold? To blend into their surroundings lest they chance drawing the attention of a predator?

Had they, finally, become that predator themselves?

The various colors draw silent admiration from the pegasi woman; she watches them from afar, though does naught to hide the way her amber gaze lingers. Curiouser and curiouser she grows and the weight of her legs tugs her opalescent frame forward involuntarily, an invisible puppeteer.

"Blessed by the sunset," the words roll from blue lips at the sight of a mare blanketed in sleek red, orange, yellow splendor. It's here that her gaze stops to rest for a time, letting the gentle murmur of the field fall away into the background.

Oceane

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