The festivities have brought back the joy within her. She spent so long stuck under a rain cloud that it was hard to get out of the storm. Now that she's joined the Court on this night for the festival, she embraces all the laughter and positivity that emanates from the crowd. Her magic is even becoming stronger now as she looks out and sees color everywhere. Each equine has their own unique and brightly colored aura- it's quite a beautiful sight. The auras flicker in and out, but she is at least able to catch a glimpse of them.
After taking some time to dance and drink the cider, Corr decides to take a break and come back out into the hall. While she is getting used to controlling the emotions she can feel from others, taking a step out for some fresh non-crowded air is still very much needed. Hāsta joins her again before she exits the doorway, perching on the woman's shoulder as she typically does. The crow is still not too keen on being here, but she has some separation anxiety from Corr (although she'll never admit it).
The mare finds herself wandering the hall and coming back to admire the grand tree propped in the center. It now has so many more decorations than when she first came upon it. It glistens in the moonlight with all its shiny silver and gold ornaments and garland. This is just what the Court needed to brighten their spirits, truly.
But there is one individual towards the window that catches her attention. They don't seem to be as merry as the others back in the main room and Corr wonders if they're alright. To her surprise, they too have a bird companion perched on their shoulder. However, this one seems to be a vulture, but is more creature-like than bird-like. Somehow it appears they're speaking to each other out loud and not through the usual telepathy.
"Forgive me," the dappled mare says softly as she approaches the other mare, hoping she doesn't startle her. "But I couldn't help but notice we match! Well, sort of." Corr gestures to Hāsta, her crow, who just shakes her head, not wanting to be a part of this. "We both have birds on our shoulders, how cool!" She doesn't consider the fact that this woman might not care about the funny coincidence, but for now, Corr is enjoying it.
Briefly, she gets a flash of red-orange surrounding the mare who is a silver color similar to Corr as well. What's interesting about her aura is that it's much more faded than others she's seen tonight. It seems to match her expression and she wonders what's troubling the woman.
"My name is Corrdelia Maude," she introduces herself with a warm smile. "What's yours? I don't remember seeing you around Terrastella before." Hopefully the other mare is up for some talk and maybe Corr can help cheer her up (and maybe learn more about her unique companion).
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"Speaking."
After taking some time to dance and drink the cider, Corr decides to take a break and come back out into the hall. While she is getting used to controlling the emotions she can feel from others, taking a step out for some fresh non-crowded air is still very much needed. Hāsta joins her again before she exits the doorway, perching on the woman's shoulder as she typically does. The crow is still not too keen on being here, but she has some separation anxiety from Corr (although she'll never admit it).
The mare finds herself wandering the hall and coming back to admire the grand tree propped in the center. It now has so many more decorations than when she first came upon it. It glistens in the moonlight with all its shiny silver and gold ornaments and garland. This is just what the Court needed to brighten their spirits, truly.
But there is one individual towards the window that catches her attention. They don't seem to be as merry as the others back in the main room and Corr wonders if they're alright. To her surprise, they too have a bird companion perched on their shoulder. However, this one seems to be a vulture, but is more creature-like than bird-like. Somehow it appears they're speaking to each other out loud and not through the usual telepathy.
"Forgive me," the dappled mare says softly as she approaches the other mare, hoping she doesn't startle her. "But I couldn't help but notice we match! Well, sort of." Corr gestures to Hāsta, her crow, who just shakes her head, not wanting to be a part of this. "We both have birds on our shoulders, how cool!" She doesn't consider the fact that this woman might not care about the funny coincidence, but for now, Corr is enjoying it.
Briefly, she gets a flash of red-orange surrounding the mare who is a silver color similar to Corr as well. What's interesting about her aura is that it's much more faded than others she's seen tonight. It seems to match her expression and she wonders what's troubling the woman.
"My name is Corrdelia Maude," she introduces herself with a warm smile. "What's yours? I don't remember seeing you around Terrastella before." Hopefully the other mare is up for some talk and maybe Corr can help cheer her up (and maybe learn more about her unique companion).
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