03-03-2017, 03:47 PM
Alivia
you can't squad with us
The young woman is as blue as her mother's eye. The trickle of fallen stars dot her neck and forehead like a crown of white. Reagan's call had bot gone unnoticed and so the blue woman picks her way through trees and and brush to happen upon the gathering. Sapphire eyes are slit as she analyzes their faces. Most she had seen around but there was a handful she did not yet know. The familair forms of her parents stood close together. Her mother was carrying yet another foal...but Liv makes not motion other than a low congratulations with soft hugs before her stony exterior returned. She was lucky to have been raised by a loving mother and protective father.
The indigo mare listens as her father speaks, his position in Taiga. Liv watches him with a small smile, proud of her father. Her mother, though once a diplomat, prefers to remain a simple wife and resident. Liv understood it was best for the baby in her belly. But when Reagan's eye capture her and hold her, Liv can feel her tongue moving on it's own. "Defense." She takes a pace forward as if punctuation her decision, her lightly feathered hoof thudding onto the packed dirt. She can feel the swell of pride from her parents resonating onto her.
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