She leans against an old pine just within the forest’s border, another soft sigh escaping her lips. It’s so nice to just … do nothing. When she’s with her family there’s always something. Something to do, something to learn, someone to fight with …
*cough* Taiga *cough*
But here on her own she’s free to just sit back, relax, and enjoy the world around her. She closes her eyes for a moment, enjoying the damp, earthy smells of the forest, and the chattering of birds as they twirl overhead. It’s nice to have time to simply be.
A soft nicker breaks through the bird song and Lumi’s amber eyes fly open to see a grullo mare looking at her through the trees. Lumi returns the nicker and pushes herself up off the tree, an open and friendly smile slipping across her youthful face. “Hello, I’m Lumi.”
She’s surprised at how relaxed she feels about the possibility of interaction. She’s never met anyone outside of her own family (except for maybe Sahm, but he’s family, really), and she feels more enthusiastic than anxious at the prospect of meeting someone, anyone, outside her own circle.
She tests the air as she takes a few steps toward the mare, detecting a strong smell of salt and other, not so earthy things. For a girl that’s spent most of her short life in the Dale and the Tundra, it’s positively exotic, and her eyes widen in curiosity. “Where are you from?”
*cough* Taiga *cough*
But here on her own she’s free to just sit back, relax, and enjoy the world around her. She closes her eyes for a moment, enjoying the damp, earthy smells of the forest, and the chattering of birds as they twirl overhead. It’s nice to have time to simply be.
A soft nicker breaks through the bird song and Lumi’s amber eyes fly open to see a grullo mare looking at her through the trees. Lumi returns the nicker and pushes herself up off the tree, an open and friendly smile slipping across her youthful face. “Hello, I’m Lumi.”
She’s surprised at how relaxed she feels about the possibility of interaction. She’s never met anyone outside of her own family (except for maybe Sahm, but he’s family, really), and she feels more enthusiastic than anxious at the prospect of meeting someone, anyone, outside her own circle.
She tests the air as she takes a few steps toward the mare, detecting a strong smell of salt and other, not so earthy things. For a girl that’s spent most of her short life in the Dale and the Tundra, it’s positively exotic, and her eyes widen in curiosity. “Where are you from?”