Common

The tree still looms above her, as stubbornly barren as could be. She tilts her head to glare at it once more before returning her attention back to the open sweep of the Common areas. From not so far away, a figure emerges and she looks at him raptly, drinking in the details of his figure.

Yep. Definitely a dream. I didn't even know they made horses like him. She couldn't help but stare, astounded by each new detail she deciphered. He was obviously a horse, but a horse like no other that she had ever seen. Never had she seen an equines of molten gold.

With eyes widened by her curiosity, she traced her gaze over the height of him and the elegance of his build. Where she was short and squat, he was elegant and refined; where her dark mane lay heavy and thick upon her neck, his lifted and danced with the chill winter breeze that swept through the Commons. Even his coat was slick as though summer still lingered here despite the chill. Her small mouth dropped open as he oriented toward her, and the equine equivalent of a blush rises through her cheeks. I've never dreamt of a Prince Charming before, but this is obviously it, right? I mean, I didn't think I could come up with someone so pretty.

And then he talks and she shivers, the motion entirely unrelated to the temperature of the air. Pretty and nice? Her imagination was clearly working overdrive.

"Oh, um, yeah, kinda." She shuffles uncomfortably, ducking her gaze toward his feet before flicking it back up bashfully. Any manner of couth or flirtation leaves her and she grasps onto the one thing her brain had thought last.

"Uh, the leaves. You know. That should be up there." She gestures toward the tree behind her with a self concious shuffle of her feet. "I haven't seen them before and I was wondering where they went? It is a tree, right?"

MARE . PONY CROSS . 14 HANDS . HOMELESS . LOVEINSPIRED