05-20-2017, 10:01 PM
Alivia
got a chick i call her lola, she feel like the ocean
Wanderlust had possessed the young blue mare. Her thirst to discover, learn, and collect was insatiable since she had left Taiga. All that she had called home had been lost. her mother and father and siblings were all gone. What tied her to Taiga? to live in the ghost of memories, to try and live in her mother's shadow? Never could Liv be that pure, to love like she did, to give ceaselessly and still more. Instead Liv must venture out and live amongst the wilds of Beqanna, praying to heathen gods, shattering her soul in sacrifice. The set of the spring sun brings a collection of dew and early fireflies drifting through the forest drunkenly. The pale blue eyes of the indigo mare drink it all in with a small smile as she begins to look for shelter for the night. the forest soothed something is her unsettled soul...except wait, what was that? Two voice -male and female- are squabbling. Liv can not help but wonder what for. Lightly feathered hooves draw her closer to where a pair of horses, a male about her age and a filly not to much younger, stood with cross expressions and darting tongues.
"-minding their own business to disturb, Iset?" It is all the blue ears catch as she walks through a thicket of brush without bothering to quiet the sound. the white dotted brow looks at the pair with a bit of confusion as she smells the remnants of the fire, smoldering and sharp. "Are you all burning something?" Liv asks them bluntly with a slightly quirked nonexistent brow. She tosses the plume of blue that is forelock away so she may better see the painted male and copper girl. "Could you both try and not burn down the forest? The fairies would be pissed!" The young mare snorts. Truthfully, Liv is gifted with immortality so if Beqanna burned then let it burn but the young mare had already suffered enough with the Reckoning and a pair of reckless horses was not what the residents of the land needed right now.
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