09-01-2016, 02:16 PM
If I was you, I’d wanna be me too
The cliffs were what drew her to the ridge initially. The sudden drops and projecting stone meant good flying. Clary swooped across the boundary with wings spread. Each flap of the wing shoved air beneath her dainty frame. She flew with great elegance. After a simple twirl Clary landed. She had spotted multiple horses during her flight. Clearly there was a herd, and Clary wanted to momentarily join the ranks to simply show off her superior beauty.
The mare never experienced fear or shame. She never experienced anything but love and admiration. It was with her gift of empathic projection that Clary assured her place above everyone else. This land would be no different.
Clary
feeling sharing daughter of Carnage and Brinley