Sea Glass
mare | 15.0hhs | gray (bay overo) | Badland’s Glass
Her words were heard, that much Glass knew as her head turned at the sound of another. Blinking her soft but tired gaze, the small mare eyed the stallion. Her tail lashed at her hocks before a nod took her head, not wishing to stir up a fight. Moving with that bit, Glass headed towards Tinuvel, or rather, following his murky scent towards the beach.
“Where is… Tinuvel?” She finally asked, her head turning to face the stallion that had told her where to go. Without a lick of fight in her for the moment, Glass had no need to go against his words. She would rather go somewhere, anywhere, than back to the Badlands or stick in the commons. Her sheepish demeanor would change in the future, but for now with her father gone and her inability to face her mother, the grey maiden could not handle just being left to her own devices.
Licking her two toned lips, Glass kept herself from stuttering as her name slowly escaped her mouth. “My… my name is Sea Glass. But uh… you can call me Glass if you would like.” Her smile was brittle as her head turned back around, just following the way he had come at this point. She was no hound and she certainly was not a wolf, so after a while she was better off going slow and hopefully having him take the lead.
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