Her visit to this land is long overdue. She had meant to come a while back, but had gotten sorta sidetracked with friend-making, and well. Time has a way of flying by. Nevertheless, Smidgen comes with an ever-present smile on her tiny face, leaked blue eyes taking in the changing of the trees as she had walked from the Forest and into Taiga. There are many scents here. From the different breeds of trees to the wildlife and the sweet musk of other horses. This land seems to bustle with life and activity, and the tiny girl is excited to see who all she will meet during her visit.

Of course, she hopes to meet her dear friend Gyps whom she'd met in the meadow and had quickly taken a liking to. It's been a while since she has seen the ebony girl with shades of blue in her hair and on her wings. She has rather missed her, and can't help but wonder if she still lives here and how she is doing. When they'd met, the blue-tinged lady had mentioned her mate, Andras, whom she'd spoken highly of. She hopes to meet him too. But there are many scents floating on the breeze here, and she can't help but wonder who all lives here. And if they're friendly. She certainly hopes so, as she makes her way well into the borders.

Her eyes scan through the trees at first, searching for other equine, but true to herself, she becomes lost in her imagination as she walks. Each tree here was far taller than her, reaching sooo high their branches probably touch the sky. She wonders what that feels like. To touch the sky and feel the clouds brushing against her body. She truly envies those with wings, able to soar high above everything else and feel the warmth of the sun far better than she can from way down here. So close to the ground at her twenty-six inches. Once more, her mind toys with the idea that one day, the fairies would grant her one wish. One that she feels would complete her entire being. If only they would deem her worthy. Those wonderful creatures who gift this land so. She'd made all this, Beqanna, with a deep combination of her magic and the one from the Earth itself. Truly amazing, and they were all so lucky to live in what she'd made for them.

With a blissful sigh, the tiny cloudy-colored girl comes to a stop at the opening of a large clearing. She knows there are others here, but where? Perhaps they don't see her. Afterall, she has come to realize she is rather small in comparison to many others. In an eagerness for companionship, the girl lifts herself up in a rear, batting tiny limbs at the warm air. She releases her call out to the land as her fores return to the turf, and her smiling baby-ish face waits for someone to answer.