[open] Tell me where the light is. - any

[Snowphish]

every pearl is a lynx, is a girl
sweet like harmony made into flesh

Sno looked over her shoulder at the gentle warble of a nicker and the patter of footfall coming up the shallow hillside. She smiles, a greeting warmly reserved for those who approach in peace, which this particular mare seems to be doing. Snowphish ruffled her speckled wings and nickers in return, flipping both of her ears upright to hear the mare.

“Hello,” she nods, allowing space for the antlered woman to speak. “Oh,” she responds with a porcelain chime in her soft voice, letting a giggling ride on an exhale. “Well, truthfully, all sorts of searching ̶ but i suppose we can go with searching for a home.” she is still smiling, letting her eyes fall to the hills rolling on to the rocky horizon. “I am Snowphish, call me Sno, certainly a little easier than the whole thing.” she laughs with another exhale, content to stand with the other mare on the hill for the moment.

@[Warlight]