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TIRZAH HAVIV
She is something frail against the blue-black of the sky, a wraith that has returned to her homeland at long last, and yet where she should feel relief is instead the tumultous pain of uncertainty: how much has changed since Tirzah’s canary-bright hooves last crossed this border, and how much has really done its best to wait for her? In the frail cage of her chest a heart goes thump-thump with insistence that this is the right place for her, but it quakes. Shudders. Across a coat saturated in strange colors lays the glimmer of sweat, moonlit-silver as the day turns to night above her head. Tirzah inhales as deep as her lungs will let her, and in swirls the smell of her childhood, the rivers and the dry grass, the flowers, out of view, that still give off their lightly-purple smell, pollen drifting through the cool air to brush across her frame.
As she sways toward the inner circle of the court, feathers in bright colors sweep across her neck and those slender legs, and iron circle clinks against the shell of one ear, the anklets that bump against her joints let out the barest tinkle of sound, slipping against yellow skin as she moves. Tirzah is hard to ignore at the best of the times, and it’s even harder when she looks like this - a long-limbed shape all alone as she crosses the border, smelling of a far-away place, silver mane dripping to her knees, tail grating against the soft dust underneath her hooves. A freakish, exotic blast from the past. An abject stranger to any of the Dawn Court’s newer members. Little do they know her expertise on the area, the years she spent here as a child, the love she has given to Vespera since her birth.
Then comes the soft clink-clink of her hooves against stone. Tirzah weaves into the building with gentle steps and looks up at the dusty rafters, overwhelmed by nostalgia as she recalls her childhood, in awe of how quickly she is falling back into her old life, blue eyes warm with reverence. It is all quiet around her, but she doubts it will stay this way for long.
she needs some dusk friendssss<3
