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This is my fantasy to live (Zhenya)

It is within her thoughts that she finds herself thinking of the buckskin tobianno that she'd caught sight of more recently. A mare who's scent was not familiar to her. She smiles a bit at the realization that this could be a new herd mate and a new friend. Fantazer cannot help but be a little excited with those thoughts of hers. The grullo paint was quite curious of her companions and anyone she hadn't met was about to find themselves getting to now her. Well, so she hoped anyway.

A soft call rings out as she catches sight of the painted mare once again now and smiles. She moves closer toward her at a light trot; heading specifically in that direction. It isn't long before she finds a respectable distance to slow and to finally pause. Her nostrils flaring to gather the mare's scent. No, she doesn't recall it. Definitely new! That was fine with Fantazer though; no issues at all.

"Hello there!" The tone is soft and those rich brown eyes bright; warm toward this mare. "Name's Fantazer and who might you be? Can't say as I've ever seen you around the Forest before. Perhaps you are new?" Yes, she does tend to get chatty but then, that is something the herd will need to get used to. Fantazer's a friendly soul and out-going. That's something that will never change with her. Pretty unlikely anyway. She has no reason to fear those around her as they are herd mates. She has no reason to hate them. There's not really much of a mean bone in her body unless you hurt those that she's close to and considers her friends. Those in the Forest are her family and those that call Lyden their stallion were meant to be friends as far as she's concerned.


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