Common

The cursed Island, there were no deserts, no purebreds. No just alkufaar, everywhere her eye looks. She misses the smoldering sands, the relentless sun, anything that reminds her of home. She steps carefully through the Meadow, almost catlike in her graceful movement. She has never frequented this part of the Crossing, what it held was a mystery for the dappled rose colored mare. Her delicate nostrils flare and wrinkle immediately as the scent of others wafts and overpowers the fresh meadow winds.

Damn them and their mingling. Nyessa angles her way toward a lone stand of trees, she prefers it this way. No need to be bothered by some inbred who thinks they should interrupt her afternoon meal. She immediately sets to grazing, her teeth crop the sweet grasses. Her tail flicks idly over her dappled sides, she allows her thoughts to wander back to her desert homeland. She closes her eyes, and pauses her grazing for a minute as she invisions the dunes stretching out before her, the warmth of the sun as it warms her dappled back.

She only allows another moment of daydreaming before her eyes pop open, her one good eye scans the Meadow to insure she had not been approached. Content, she goes back to her grazing. She actually prefers the solitude, it was easier then mingling.

ooc: goodluck if you claim her... <3