I tried to wrestle every wonder

[Beldam]

Beldam turns her head towards the greeting, her frustration over not being able to eat the little fairies dissipating as the prospect of something new presents itself. She moves into the grass, the blades tickling the parts of her that are not covered in what will one day be hard armour. Her shoulders and neck clear the grass, giving her a good view of the pair of foals as she approaches. Her black eyes blink, not giving away any thoughts or expression as they do. It is fascinating, seeing others her size. But so, so different than her. The accents of fire do not alarm her - her mother is haloed in it too. What alarms her most is how… bare they look. She has seen that many of the other horses here look like that too - and it still feels strange to her, after having briefly been able to believe everyone would look like her and her mom. “Hi.” Her long tail moves slowly behind her, causing the grass there to wave as it brushes against the blades. She peers at them both, tilting her head, before asking “Do you guys want a snack? I’m trying to catch one.” They don't need to know she has been unsuccessful so far - and they do not look as though they are equipped to hunt very well on their own.

@ Escence