The humidity oozed into Fayella's black tobiano pelt, and sweat oozed out of her sleek black and white fur. She shook her mane, which acted as a little fan to slowly cool down her glistening neck a little. The heat wasn't bad enough to be even minority unbearable, and if there was one thing Fayella knew, it was that all pretty things have flaws, including the jungle. Whether or not they bothered you usually depended upon whether or not you chose to see them as flaws, or merely part of the makeup of the jungle. Fayella, forever the optimist, chose to see them as the latter.
She pricked her ears and listened to Riva as she reassured Fayella that she was normal. Fayella smiled at her bashfully. "Glad to see I'm not the only one."
When Riva leaned closer to Fayella for a moment, she was surprised. Riva seemed as though that were not something she did very often, being so nonchalant about physical contact. Not the Fayella minded one bit; she was beginning to adore the little mare, and was pleased that she was warming up to her.
Fayella turned to Riva. "So, what do I need to know before joining?,"Fayella inquired, hoping she didn't sound to overzealous.
ooc: Sorry, this is definitely not one of my best posts, I was interrupted a lot and couldn't concentrate very well.
Fayella
We're the song inside the tune full of beautiful mistakes