look how they shine for you
look at the stars
She has never really had a place to call home. Never had something to call a family. Just an abandoned young girl, wandering around, lost in her thoughts and the stars. As she has grown and aged, however, she has started to develop a yearning for something. Friendship? Family? A home? She isn't sure. She just knows that there is something missing and after that experience at the river, she knows she is not ready to die.
Starbry doesn't hear anyone approaching and so the sudden boo in her mind shatters through her racing thoughts. Her eyes opened wide and she sharply raised her head, blue mane tossing around as she looked around for the source. She settles her gaze on a winged mare with wings tucked against her back. Starbry had always admired those with physical traits and envied anyone and anything that could take to the sky. The sound of another's voice in her head, without purposefully dipping into their head, was unsettling. It made her want to itch the places between her own thoughts. She shook her head at the feeling, and before she gathered herself enough to try and tap into this stranger's mind, the voice came again, tickling her mind in the strangest way.
She squinted her brown eyes in curiosity before checking their surroundings again, carefully watching for any areas of unusual heat that would signal something or someone hiding - but she saw nothing. Grass and trees and water glowing with the rising sun. It was just her and this stranger.
"I'm Starbry." Her voice was soft and gentle but cracked slightly as she reached the end of her name. Her throat seemed dry. It was likely from the panicked breathing, but there was no chance she was going to go drink from that River. She looked at it cautiously in the distance. It was rushing along, sparkling and clear. No green sludge to be seen. Maybe she had imagined it? "I think I may have just had a really bad dream." She looked down at her blue legs and there was no green to be seen. Though there was no evidence of the ooze, she could have sworn she still felt something. Like something was buzzing along deep in her bones. Perhaps just leftover adrenaline?
She returned her eyes to the mare, Topsail, still unsure if she should turn and run. Something still made her feel uneasy, but she had been longing for company, right? "I'm sure it's nothing. Are you from here?"
Starbry doesn't hear anyone approaching and so the sudden boo in her mind shatters through her racing thoughts. Her eyes opened wide and she sharply raised her head, blue mane tossing around as she looked around for the source. She settles her gaze on a winged mare with wings tucked against her back. Starbry had always admired those with physical traits and envied anyone and anything that could take to the sky. The sound of another's voice in her head, without purposefully dipping into their head, was unsettling. It made her want to itch the places between her own thoughts. She shook her head at the feeling, and before she gathered herself enough to try and tap into this stranger's mind, the voice came again, tickling her mind in the strangest way.
She squinted her brown eyes in curiosity before checking their surroundings again, carefully watching for any areas of unusual heat that would signal something or someone hiding - but she saw nothing. Grass and trees and water glowing with the rising sun. It was just her and this stranger.
"I'm Starbry." Her voice was soft and gentle but cracked slightly as she reached the end of her name. Her throat seemed dry. It was likely from the panicked breathing, but there was no chance she was going to go drink from that River. She looked at it cautiously in the distance. It was rushing along, sparkling and clear. No green sludge to be seen. Maybe she had imagined it? "I think I may have just had a really bad dream." She looked down at her blue legs and there was no green to be seen. Though there was no evidence of the ooze, she could have sworn she still felt something. Like something was buzzing along deep in her bones. Perhaps just leftover adrenaline?
She returned her eyes to the mare, Topsail, still unsure if she should turn and run. Something still made her feel uneasy, but she had been longing for company, right? "I'm sure it's nothing. Are you from here?"
starbry
@Topsail