Common

As the wind creeped through the commons without a care, the black and white patchwork mare just trotted on. Her blue eyes were sharp, taking in everything around her as she moved. Her long legs almost danced, pushing through the green and brown grass. The fall season was hitting many hard, and already had too many others. However, she was lucky so far. Her body was fresher, younger, not hit just as hard yet due to how she had bloomed a bit later this season. She could feel it in her gut, but so far she had control over the urges of furthering her bloodline… One where she never did meet her father.


Hearing a call behind her however, the daughter of Fell and Pacific Rim let her blue eyes land upon that of a stallion. Her head tilted slowly, but her hooves did not turn from their forward direction. She was no longer moving, but she was not giving him her full front just yet. Curious, but unready to just lay down for someone, the mare sized up the much shorter stallion. It took her a few minutes to gather what she wanted from him, but finally she turned to face him head on.


Tilting her head faintly, the young mare took in his words, her tail slapping at her hips before a chuckle rumbled from her lungs. “I do know what this place is for. What mare born on the islands doesn't?" Humming faintly, Giant as she had been named dipped her head faintly. “My name is Giant.” There, she said that piece, but nothing else left her throat. Grinning faintly however, the mare with a heart of fire licked her lips and lifted a brow. “What is it you want? To take me home or to use me hm?”