11-20-2016, 11:40 PM
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The mare isn’t taking her strangeness to heart, and it emboldens her. She relaxes further, though the last bit of tension doesn’t leave her muscles (and never will).
“Sylva.” She repeats, tasting the word on her tongue. She’s heard the place mentioned once or twice … a land somewhere off to the west of Taiga. From what little she knows of the place it seems similar to Taiga, at least, in that it has a lot of trees. It’s probably why Marlyn’s scent seems so similar to that of a Taiga resident.
She’s suddenly struck with the desire to see the place, to see how their trees are different. She’s seen so little of the world - all of her roamings so far have been confined to the forest and to Taiga itself after all. But … not today. Today the forest and this strange little meeting are enough newness for her.
The mare’s next question puzzles her, and her silver tipped head cocks to the side. “Lost?” The mare clearly thinks that such a question will mean something to her, and yet it doesn’t. She’s been lost before, deep in the woods, but that doesn’t seem to be the sort of ‘lost’ that Marlyn is talking about. “What do you mean?” Oh the things she will soon learn about herself!
“Sylva.” She repeats, tasting the word on her tongue. She’s heard the place mentioned once or twice … a land somewhere off to the west of Taiga. From what little she knows of the place it seems similar to Taiga, at least, in that it has a lot of trees. It’s probably why Marlyn’s scent seems so similar to that of a Taiga resident.
She’s suddenly struck with the desire to see the place, to see how their trees are different. She’s seen so little of the world - all of her roamings so far have been confined to the forest and to Taiga itself after all. But … not today. Today the forest and this strange little meeting are enough newness for her.
The mare’s next question puzzles her, and her silver tipped head cocks to the side. “Lost?” The mare clearly thinks that such a question will mean something to her, and yet it doesn’t. She’s been lost before, deep in the woods, but that doesn’t seem to be the sort of ‘lost’ that Marlyn is talking about. “What do you mean?” Oh the things she will soon learn about herself!
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