Somewhere Far From Here (Open/Any)

[Peyote]

A voice,
  a presence,
      pulled her back
         to what others 
            refer to as reality.

There was a lingering
feeling that swelled in
the mares chest and 
throat. 

Social interactions
always made her anxious.
Now, she had no choice she
must at least try to fake some 
sort of normalcy to attempt to 
blend in with her surroundings.

Her orbs glanced over
his scarred physique. 
Maybe he had some 
secrets hiding as well.

The grey roan
sabino took a 
deep breath in
and tried to relax 
her body, appear
a little less tense maybe.

"I am called Peyote."