[private] Born of graves and left below;

[Carwyn]

Carwyn

Folded wings into flattening veins and fluttering eyes

The winged mare figured that it was time to leave home and see what the day brings her way. She landed softly onto the ground of the adoption den. She began to wander the den in hopes of adopting an orphaned foal. She took in the lands colors and scenery but her thoughts had been interrupted by the small voice of a filly. She gave the beautiful dark teal girl a small smile and said "Greetings. I am Carwyn. What is your name beatiful?" Carwyn noticed that the young girl was about the same age as her triplets.

@[Amyrillis] I am sorry for the shortness 

Somewhere my lifeline still hums and sings
In the mess of all I have thrown away

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