What Game Are You Playing? -[Abra]

[Abra]

Abra

Sylva doesn’t offer much in the way of good food. She hardly ever eats, she so busy trying to impress her brother. So, when they come across a particularly green patch of grass, she stops and takes a mouthful. Ebony ears point up as Taria asks a question.

“Ffffffooods bettarrr.” She says, still chewing on the grass. She swallows, and lets out a bellowing laugh. “But I like Sylva. I’m not much for sun I guess.” She gestures to the spring sun pounding on her back and shrugs. “Oh! And I like being here with you Taria. Even if you’re a party pooper sometimes.” Abra winks, taking this opportunity to nudge the larger mare playfully with her nose.

I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams

@[Taria]