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[Nashua]

NASHUA

At over a year old, he grows. 

He is still gangly - all those awkward angles that youths usually are. Shoulders he still has to develop into, hips that might be slightly taller than those shoulders, proud wings that still have to reach their full potential. Nashua is still trying to find his and while he still dreams of seeing all the reaches of Beqanna, he settles for walking along the Taigan borders for now.

With his wings firmly pressed against his winter copper coat, the yearling pegasus moves around the wide berth of one Redwood to another and finds himself deviating from a trail. Perhaps he should stick to the more commonly traveled ones - he is more likely to encounter another horse there - but Nash is curious more about the shadows and so he deviates. 

The shadows in Taiga have started to come alive of late and the boy is curious about them. Their quiet forest has started to be not so quiet and it intrigues Nash - it’s another piece of Beqanna emerging in his corner of the world, without having to leave the home of his birth to find it. What he spots today though - a golden glimmer that dances in and out of fallen sunbeams - is not a shadow. 

He stops and watches the palomino, raising his head as he watches her walk through the woods. Was she looking for something? Was she lost? 

"Hey!” the auburn colt calls out as he comes closer, reminding himself to stop respectably a few paces away. His head tilts as he looks to her, realizing that she doesn’t smell like Taiga at all. Nash's mind is already wandering to all the places she might have come from. "Can I help you?”

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they would crown another

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@[Ruthless] this is horrible but have a starter
@[Elaina] in case she wanted to join in