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[Tyrna]

Tyrna Like a shadow dancing on the edge Tyrna rarely leaves the familiar comfort of the redwoods that comprise the Taiga, but with the whispered promise of spring she can hardly resist soaking up the sunshine in the meadow. The last pale days were behind them, and nothing but beautiful golden days lay ahead. So it is with determination that she leaves her home and wanders out into the lush fields of the meadow. The sun shines weakly on her steel hide, brightening the strands of her ghost pale mane, and casting a long shadow on the knee high grasses. She stops every now and then to nibble on the tender shoots and sip from the myriad of ponds that seem to dot the landscape. It is so relaxing out here where the sun hangs high and unfiltered, and thoughts of ice and evergreens are pushed to the back of her head under it's gaze. She is so lost in the moment that she nearly bumps into the stallion walking towards her. "I'm sorry!" she gasps out as she regains her composure. Studying the bay with a curious eye, she gives him a once over to make sure she hasn't done any damage. Satisfied that he is indeed intact, she smiles warmly at him, giving the sun a run for it's money."I'm not the Alek you were looking for, but you can call me Tyrna." She watches the way his wings flutter at his sides like creatures of their own. She is filled with a pang of bittersweet jealousy as she watches them. She misses her wings nearly as much as she misses her former home and family, though the wings seemed to do more for her towards the end. "Do you want company while looking for your friend?" Silver dapple sabino|Mare|Andalusian Hybrid