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This is my fantasy to live

It is in these moments that she can gather some information about Azazel. Nothing bad she would hope though; one cannot exactly find comfort in those they do not get along with right? Fantazer is wanting to make friends and not enemies within this herd. She sees no hope in enemies after all. Azazel was a little suspicious perhaps and the grullo painted lady could not blame her. Fantazer is all but a stranger still to them. She is coming back from an extended hiding away that even she cannot really explain. That is okay though; she doesn't plan on going anywhere this time. Why would she? This was home and she's tired of not fitting in. She wants comfort and to be content. She wants to make friends and to belong. There was nothing wrong with that at all.

"Hello Azazel." That voice of hers is still soft and she smiles as deep brown eyes never falter from her companion. She wants this mare to realize that she has Fantazer's attention fully and it was not straying in these moments. There are inquiries then and she smiles a little though; it is perhaps a little sad.

"I am one of those coming back. The Forest has been my home." She would not explain herself to them as she doesn't understand her reasons for being in the shadows herself. They are no more though; she is home. She is not going to hide away again as she doesn't feel the need to. She never had but it confuses her. Perhaps she might understand in time but she will not worry herself behind reasoning she doesn't have the answers to right now. Why worry right? "Have you called the Forest your home for a while then?" She is curious after all and not a single one would blame her of it. In curiosity you learned right?


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