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Already the weather had begun to turn toward warmer times. Snow had not fallen in several days, and the flaxen mare was certain she sensed warmer weather to come. The pony had spent the winter in the common lands, indecisive about her next steps. She was not known for making snap decisions - though she was known for speaking the first thing that came to her mind. She was trying to fix that. There was a noticeable difference in temperature here, it was warmer. Spice was pleased to see the dark colour of the soil, it was rich, that was good for plant life. Just as Pumpkin Spice had expected.
The pony pricked her ears, aware that she was wandering into a strange land; at least she thought she was, she had pointed herself at the volcano and began walking. She had decided on this place as her home, and hoped she would like the other who lived here as much as she liked the friends she had made elsewhere. That worried her - that she had made the wrong decision, though making a decision was better than continuously deliberating about what to do; she had spent a portion of the winter doing that. The small mare stopped, deciding she had probably come far enough, she wasn't even sure she as on the right side of the mountain! She should speak with someone before she wandered farther than she meant to go and got lost!
"Hello?" She nickered, hoping someone would hear her. Already she could feel the nervousness setting in - maybe she shouldn't have come. The mare chided herself; she hadn't even met anyone yet!
Pumpkin Spice
OOC: Meant to post as Pumpkin Spice, oops!