What if fairytales were all we had? Posted on May 27, 2014 at 05:53:11 AM by Fantazer
It was early in the morning and yet; Fantazer was up and about. She had never been capable of sleeping late after all. Not that she had anything better to do. Well, the grullo and white did actually. She could get to know her herd mates as she really doesn't yet. She was exploring and enjoying the sites around her a little more. Now that this was officially home though; the pale creature finds herself ever so curious about those other mares. It was time to find out about them and introduce herself.
Another seems to have much the same idea. A buckskin mare has found herself approaching Fantazer and her ears flick slightly. They swivel as inquiries seem to dance from the other mare's lips. They come suddenly and in threes it would seem. She chuckles a little at the curiosity but it wasn't so much different than her own. There was a demand behind the tone however and she could not blame the other woman for it. One would be cautious of those they did not know she figures.
"I am neither. My name is Fantazer and the Forest is my home. Lyden and I made the trek over here some time ago."
How long had it been? She really doesn't know anymore. Seasons? Had her silence been so very long? That must change here and now. Fantazer would make sure of this as there is no exception any longer.
"And you? Who are you my friend?" There is no concern in her tone and only a warm; soft kindness that is her own. Fantazer was never known for cruelty though; she would defend her friends and her family. That just came with the territory and who she was. The Grulla paint just was not the type to get involved with trouble. She would not go searching for it but she would fight against it should ever the need arise. Replies: