Vex had watched the storm rage through the Crossing a few days ago, tucked beneath the shelter of a rocky overhang, shivering so hard she thought she would collapse. Even after the cold front had faded, and the ice it had delivered melted, Vex felt the cold deep in her bones. It chased her everywhere she went, reminding her of how alone she was. She had felt that way ever since she had been a young girl, abandoned by her own dam, but it had always been easier to bear than this.
This season had brought with it a hunger she had never felt before, a craving for company that she could not shake, let alone explain. It made the prospect of another winter spent alone so undesirable that it was laughable.
Never give anything away for free, her mother had once said, back when she'd cared enough to try and mold Vex into something like herself.
Take them for everything they are worth, she'd said.
And do it with a smile.
Well. Vex wasn't really sure
how she was supposed to accomplish all that, but she wasn't sure it mattered either. Vivenne wasn't here. It was just Vex, and she was tired of being alone.
She moved away from the shadows she'd been sheltering beneath and strode into the Commons, her memorable face lifted high. Vex had no idea who her sire was, only that he had gifted her a build even more slender than her dams, and a face that was narrow with the tiniest amount of a dish (courtesy of her grandmother, if Viv had told the truth). Compared to the heavy builds of most Crossing dwellers, she looked exotic, almost alien to the naked eye, as if from another planet entirely, and sheathed in a coat that glittered in the low light, accentuated as it was by the white markings across her body.
She felt exposed in the center, but she forced herself to be still and quiet, to dip her head toward the ground as if her heart was not beating in her chest; to lip at the grass as though she had nothing better to do while focusing so hard on her peripheral vision that her eyes ached. Sooner or later, someone would take interest, she hoped, lest both her mother and her very own pride be wrong.
OOC: Slow aging her to two <3
Filly Teke Mutt Silver Bay* Roan Overo 15.3hh ışıksız x Vivienne