i'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
i'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife

Zhenya is enjoying the warm spring day by the sea, content to just stand and listen to the sound of the waves and breathe the salty air. She is happy to be alone for once; after spending the majority of the winter in the Commons and then sticking close to Lyden for a couple days, she was happy to get away and have some alone time. Of course, she should have known that it wouldn't last long. She had only been there for an hour or so before the sound of approaching hoofbeats caught her attention. Great.

Zhenya pretends not to notice as the other mare approaches and stops a respectable distance away. She does not turn to face her or even give the slightest flick of her ears in the female's direction. Instead, she waits. The mare speaks, and Zhenya pauses for a moment before she bothers to make any move or even reply.

Turning towards the mare, she sets her dark eyes on a pretty-looking grullo paint mare. Zhenya sizes her up briefly before her eyes become glassy with boredom once more. "Yes." She says simply, her tone monotonous. She shifts and gives a sigh, realizing that she is actually going to have to be social. Her lips pull upwards into a smile that does not reach her eyes. "My name is Zhenya, Lyden recently invited me here." she says. "It's nice to meet you, Fantazer." She turns her face back to the sea, though her posture is relaxed and open, inviting this mare to join her. "Are you the alpha mare here, by any chance?"

four. georgian grande. buckskin tobiano [Ee/Aa/nCr/Tb]. pippa