belle of the brawl - OPEN

[Ygritte]

Summer was the season that Ygritte adorned most. The feeling of the sun's warm gaze across her spine always lifted her spirits, renewing her like the phoenix from ashes. She knows she is blessed that she has Mandan to watch their daughter so she can go off the field to find new faces, new names.

On this particular day, the salmon pointed mare feels particularly lively and so she heads off to the field with a skip in her step, coral tresses lifted in a small banner as her limbs move her quickly to her destination.

Honey hued pools look over the field, seeking approachable equines who looked receptive, till they see a lovely silver-blue woman standing quietly among the groups. A warm smile touches the edges of the young woman's lips and she gives a soft call in greeting as to not startle the unknown mare. She stops to give adequate distance in case the other should decide she wants to not be bothered.

Delicate skull dips in greeting, pink-orange mane sliding along the copper neck. "Hello there." Orbs watch the other, vocals light and feminine as she speaks to the darker mare. "I'm Ygritte. What's your name?" Inquiry is genuine and sincere as she does not want to seem pushy but hoping the other would be receptive to her company.

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