Flicking her ears to listen to all parts of her home, Yaga waited. Her bright eyes danced as the sun fell through the trees, unable to fully puncture the land and brighten her world. Little patch of golden light fell against her skin, showing just how thick this part of the forest was. It was nice to have the shadows to hold her body. She hated being in over open places as it was harder to find a place to put her back. Yaga had an issue with security, and it showed when a horse smelling of this place came from the darkness.
Jerking her head up and her body around, Yaga felt her ears pin tight to her head as her back faced a tree, unwilling to have it open for attack. She was not entirely afraid, but she had a healthy respect for anyone that was, come to find out, the same size as her. Blinking her bright orbs, the two toned faced mare eyed the new creature wearily. Her heart thumped in her chest as she tried to calm herself, but it was evident with how her sides heaved that either one, she was worried, or two she was far from impressed.
Tilting her head to the side, yaga looked over the dark stallion with her eyes taking notes of everything she could tell. Her nostrils flared as she breathed in, but nothing about him tasted unsavory. Letting out a breath, Yaga composed herself as her head bobbed finally. “Greetings.” Was her first bit of words, now suddenly unsure. This was her first meeting with another as the leader here, but she could handle it… maybe. Still fresh, young, and lacking in people skills, Yaga was far from a mare that one could call well mannered.
“My name is Baba Yaga… Its nice to meet you?” Her last sentence there was more of a question than a fact, showing her unease in the face of someone actually being here. Lifting her head, she shook her long forelock out of her eyes as she tried to see him a bit clearer, but soon enough the long tendrils were going down the white of her face and almost touching her nostrils. She got her hair from her mother, but even knotted up and ratty, Yaga could not escape the long strands as she stared at this forest dweller.
BABA YAGA
mare | 17.1hhs | grey | Lead of the Forest
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