From the moment she could understand the difference between her ass and her mouth, Seven had been interested in the Lagoon. People always whispered about the place but the moment you asked? Jaws clamped shut and everyone had somewhere else to be. Goddammit but she was curious! Her appetite had been wet and who was she to deny herself? If no one was going to tell her then she might as well track the information down herself.

"Curiosity may have killed the cat but satisfaction brought him back."

Seven was arrogant and she learned to live with that achilles heel. If she wanted something then she got it, no matter the consequences. Her desire to know the secrets of the Lagoon had given her the courage to strike out in the unknown.

It was not an easy quest to accomplish. For everyone one man she found who was willing to talk, three more turned her away. Information on the exact location of the Lagoon was held behind pursused lips and suspicious eyes. Women looked at her with pity and only shook their head when she attempted to pilfer their brains.

"I am who I am. If this is the path I wish to walk, who are you to deny me?"

A week passed before Seven garnered the clue she had been looking for. The Lagoon was located on the island of the Crossing, just beyond the Commons, on the southern tip. To think her goal had been right underneath her nose the whole time.

It was a scorching afternoon that saw Seven take her first step into the Lagoon. Her crown of charcoal and ivory was held proudly, auds flicked forth with interest. A long forelock was tucked behind one aud in order to allow both of her vivid orange orbs to take in the beauty of her achievement. Her lithe frame glided over the wet grass, dainty hooves kissing the ground momentarily before taking the next step. Strands of ombre hair were ensnared in grasping branches, leaving behind a trail for any to follow.

"Why are so many people afraid? You're glorious. Men tried to hide you away but I found you. Does that make you mine?" she pondered, a smirk playing upon her lips.

Seven came to a stop in the first clearing she could find. A light sheen of sweat darkened her coat and caused her mane to cling to her frame. She tilted her crown to the side and lowered her lashes as she tried to find relief from the heat. If she could change one thing about the Lagoon it would be it's humidity. "I wonder where the three bears are? Goldilocks has come to play and I've eaten my fair share. Do they simply not care?"

SPEECH

[ casually just getting a feel of seven. she's a little bitch. oops. ]