The Cold Never Bothered Me Anyway-[Mari, Any]

[Maribel]

Who cares if hell awaits? We're having drinks at heaven's gate. "Josie? That is a really pretty name as well." The young mare grins at the other female, blue eyes watching the other with her full attention. Mari is grateful for the snow to be melting in the warmth of the blue skies she did truly prefer the bird songs of summer and the dappled sunlight on her back. The winter was dazzling on it's own but she was rather ready to shed the thick coat that came along with the icy chill. "I've been here since I was a little girl, Josie. My father scooped me up and brought me home." Her voice lifts to a clean soprano with the pride to be a child of the Tundra (mostly). "But I am glad to have run into you..or rather you into me." The silver peal of laughter follows this statement. "Welcome to the Tundra!" Mari shifts around in her place, giddy and vibrating with excitement to have a new face and possible new friend. Mares were plentiful in the Tundra but rarely did they bump into one another. M A R I B E  L

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