been tryin' hard not to get into trouble
Everdeen has this underlying need to be noticed, to do good for someone but in a selfish way. Her mother had taught her to be selfish and she was one of eight full-blooded siblings, it's hard to get any attention. Maybe all of her problems stemmed from parenting issues but sometimes there's just no helping a diseased mind. She has no idea what she is doing but pledging herself to the Valley she decided to be somewhat useful.
What more perfect of a way to meet a potential play-thing than kingdom visits?
The most logical plan was to start with Forbidden Dale, it was only a slight trek up the mountain and the gray tobiano was no stranger to travel. She had spent most of her adult, albeit short, life on the road. Traveling allowed her to think about her aspirations and goals in life. As she turns to the leave the Valley, the thick vegetation quietly rippling against her hooves she glances at the magical tree. "I'll be back, beautiful," she says to herself, she's not visited the tree but it's branches entice her with each day she stays in the Valley. Through Gemstone Ridge's edge, forward to Silver Cove's rocky grade and finally she arrives to the Dale.
The gray and white mare is quite the looker but she does not draw open attention to herself, her amber eyes peering from beneath a charcoal forelock. She would pleasantly wait for someone to greet her or worse, run her off - she has not been forced to fight and momentarily she mulls that idea over. War? Army? She is sure at some point she'll be required to get some formal training with the recent conversations circulating. That's for a different time though, for now we wait.