I'm Not The One (Open)

[Zaravich]

the words she knows the tune she hums

Zaravich found herself slacking in her duties as a diplomat for the Dale, and found herself in the field today, hopeful to recruit a new member. She gazed with her hazel eyes, spring was in full bloom and the trees were now all green, the flowers have sprouted and the grass was overgrown. She looked on with a smile for the plants that now thrived, and would continue until winter came again.

As she scanned there was many equines about, and each one carried a kingdoms scent. Whether they were out to greet other kingdoms, to leave there current one for a new one. She did not know, but she did spot out a dunalino mare who seemed young in age and as she inched closer could not detect a kingdoms scent on her. She decided she would be a good horse to approach with hopes to recruit her for the kingdom. As the ebony mare made her way over she gave a greeting "Hello! My name is Zaravich, what brings you to the field today?" the question was a typical introduction in the field, and most horses already knew the answer. I guess you could say it was just a courtesy to ask them what they were here for. She scanned over the young equines markings, very unique, Beqanna was known for unique colorings. Her gaze trailed to find hers awaiting a response.

Zaravich

the tiny dancer