second star to the right; peach & poppy

[Raeanne]

raeanne et fato, quod non scietur   She has only just begun to venture out on her own. Still shy, still uncertain, but craving the independence that comes with growing up. And while the chestnut filly feels like she is being brave, part of her acknowledges that her grand adventure is to one of the safest places in Beqanna. Brave indeed. Still she has come alone and that is something. However, the gall to walk right up to someone and start a conversation is missing. And so she flits around the edges of the small meadow. Nosing the grass, staring up at the waving tree branches and admiring the blueness of the sky. These activities only occupy her for a short while though and as she grows more comfortable in this new place her boldness grows as well. She watches a lovely pair of girls walk up and engage a young colt in conversation. She wants to be like them. So she edges closer. Her feet shuffle awkwardly across the tender green shoots of spring. Her eyes, bright green as well, match the newness of spring. Her nerves multiple as she becomes ever closer to the trio. Finally she is within speaking distance. She has to say something now or appear even more awkward then she must already look. “Umm.. hello.” Can they see her trembling legs, will they notice the waver in her voice. How could she come from such brave stock and be such a shy thing. “I’m Raeanne.” vivianne x rigdon