Alivia
I believe the night I’ve never met hides one elusive star I need
The young mare watches him from the depths of the blue that caresses the edge of her jaw. Paler eyes are curious of the golden stallion as he scowls at the lands that lay at his hooves. He is a sun, a golden god amongst the green and browns that vividly surrounded him like a throne created from tangle of vines.
He seems to command the attention of the surrounding creatures, sucking the air from the atmosphere like a catastrophic vacuum. Alivia decides to take a few paces towards him as she was not attempting to hide herself (though that was a nearly impossible thought due to her genetics). Summer air tangles in her mane and tail, trailing it against her skin till it spills over like a grand waterfall. Liv offers him a slight but polite smile. "Hello there." The voice is clear and high as she projects it to the honeycomb and cream stallion. The slender limbs halt her a bit of a distance from he as she is cautious to any possible teeth or hooves that may protest her presence. Ears prick with her attention as she quickly looks him over. She is not plotting and coy. She does not flick her tail and bat her lashes. Liv simply shows interest in some possible conversation with a brassy stallion. She is a curious creature with unsatisfied thirst for learning and knowledge.
He seems to command the attention of the surrounding creatures, sucking the air from the atmosphere like a catastrophic vacuum. Alivia decides to take a few paces towards him as she was not attempting to hide herself (though that was a nearly impossible thought due to her genetics). Summer air tangles in her mane and tail, trailing it against her skin till it spills over like a grand waterfall. Liv offers him a slight but polite smile. "Hello there." The voice is clear and high as she projects it to the honeycomb and cream stallion. The slender limbs halt her a bit of a distance from he as she is cautious to any possible teeth or hooves that may protest her presence. Ears prick with her attention as she quickly looks him over. She is not plotting and coy. She does not flick her tail and bat her lashes. Liv simply shows interest in some possible conversation with a brassy stallion. She is a curious creature with unsatisfied thirst for learning and knowledge.
(Liv needs development and I've always wanted to talk with Pollock, he is fun! Also these posts will get better! Promise!)