Meadow

Even she can admit that she's not the nicest girl to speak with. But that doesn't mean that she's not lonely. But, being lonely also makes her a little...crabbier. Which means she's mean anyway. Its a vicious circle in her world. Mother knew how to handle Aelia. She knew that it wasn't really others who put her in a mood, it was just who she was. Nothing more, nothing less. Somehow she'd learn how to make friends. One day, maybe. Blue eyes watched the inky form before her, wondering what about her had drawn his attention. Back where she lived with her mother, she wasn’t very popular, the herds had been picky and her coloring was not desired. Which meant she had been picked on as a foal, teased relentlessly and shoved out of the groups. Which led to her keeping close to her mother’s side, and well, becoming a loner. Leading her to where she is now.

He speaks of how the meadows is usually fuller than it is now, and she wonders what that’d actually look like. She’d been alone for the better part of a year now, after Mother’s passing, and hadn’t come across many others on her travels. “I knew not what to expect coming here. I heard stories of the islands from my mother who was born in the island of Luthien. Today is the first day I’ve stepped foot upon these grounds” OKAY Aelia, slow your roll. You’ve spoken more just now than you have all year. Dang Why had she divulged so much information, she knew not.

She pulled her mind from her own thoughts, and watched his expression before his next words. She shook her head, her forelock sweeping across her face. “Mother insisted if I came here, the long grasses or the place with the waterfall were the only safe places. I guess a part of me decided to listen one last time.” Blue eyes cast wide, looking at the rest of the meadows that were spread out before her. Hearing all the horror stories from mother about what could happen if she wasn’t protecting herself, had really made it a toss up if she actually was going to traverse the islands. Aelia’s gut is hoping that the days of the old are long gone, and that her time here won’t be as scary.


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