It's always a good time for trying new things, right?
Maybe that is why the Magenta colored mare finds herself standing on the edge of the field ready for a new start in life. Though a slight sense of hesitancy holds her back from stepping further into the land of those who are also searching for the same thing. For stepping into this place meant that for once she would be working towards something, anything more than just wandering in the shadows... Was it really something she was ready for? Committing herself to an entire herd or kingdom. Proving loyalty and giving her trust to complete strangers? How was it that the rest of Beqanna seemed to do it so easily?
The winds from the north gentle traced around and through her mane, causing the dark purple pink hair to dance elegantly against her neck as she watched the others in silence. Was it really possible? To make such organized living run smoothly? ...I guess it was about that time she find out, right? With a snort, the mare steps forward into the long grasses of the meadow, allowing them to brush gently against her legs and tickle her lean belly as she makes herself the next available recruit.
"It is time," she mutters to herself quietly. "Yes, time." It is when the wind picks up slightly that she turns to look towards the towering mountain, the focal point that now sat in view of all Beqanna and with a soft sigh, she nods to it quietly. It was time to live her life the way her mother had intended. Atleast for now. Until something better came along. Finally she tears her gaze away from the mountain slowly, turning to look at out amongst the other small groups and rolls her shoulders. Now was the time to wait. For someone was sure to come along eventually... Right?
Maybe that is why the Magenta colored mare finds herself standing on the edge of the field ready for a new start in life. Though a slight sense of hesitancy holds her back from stepping further into the land of those who are also searching for the same thing. For stepping into this place meant that for once she would be working towards something, anything more than just wandering in the shadows... Was it really something she was ready for? Committing herself to an entire herd or kingdom. Proving loyalty and giving her trust to complete strangers? How was it that the rest of Beqanna seemed to do it so easily?
The winds from the north gentle traced around and through her mane, causing the dark purple pink hair to dance elegantly against her neck as she watched the others in silence. Was it really possible? To make such organized living run smoothly? ...I guess it was about that time she find out, right? With a snort, the mare steps forward into the long grasses of the meadow, allowing them to brush gently against her legs and tickle her lean belly as she makes herself the next available recruit.
"It is time," she mutters to herself quietly. "Yes, time." It is when the wind picks up slightly that she turns to look towards the towering mountain, the focal point that now sat in view of all Beqanna and with a soft sigh, she nods to it quietly. It was time to live her life the way her mother had intended. Atleast for now. Until something better came along. Finally she tears her gaze away from the mountain slowly, turning to look at out amongst the other small groups and rolls her shoulders. Now was the time to wait. For someone was sure to come along eventually... Right?