[AW] A new start

[Moonlight]

This day marked a new life for Moonlight, a life she never saw herself in as all of her life she ran away from other horses. The rejection from her own kingdom created a deep wound not only in the way she felt about others, but in the way she saw herself. Sometimes she wondered if she was the only cause, but thinking beyond it maybe it was other's problems, other's point of view, maybe she wasn't wrong at all, people were wrong. Whatever the reason was, she preferred to leave others alone, to avoid talking if it could be avoided, but one may ask. Why was she in this place in the first place? She from all the horses of the world part of a Court, a herd in essence.  She wasn't a fool, she wasn't a short-minded creature, and never in her life, she had proven to be one. She would lie if she said she wasn't afraid of that, she would lie if she said she wouldn't prefer leaving on her own. But she didn't have any great skills for self-preserving, she left before she was taught any essential abilities a horse should have. And it was starving to death or being eaten by predators, or join a new group even if the risk of discrimination could come along with it once more. And of course, she preferred to keep with her life before ending it the dumbest ways one could think of. But even if she went for the wisest choice, it didn't mean she was going to enjoy it.  And tonight, she wished to "talk" to the only friend she has ever had. The moon. In all of these months in loneliness, only the astral sphere became a companion, the only one she could talk to without expecting words of hate, hostile treatment or lies. She could always speak and tell her all of her things, ideas, dreams, wishes, and fears. And she always counted in that no judgment would ever come.  And this being her first night in the herd, meant a lot for the young mare. She could sleep, she felt anxious, with fear and uncertainness of what her life would be from no one. What was waiting for her, what kind of people she would cross paths with. Was this the right choice? But she was aware that regardless of the answer, there was no way back. The decision was already made, and here she was. Standing on a hill, with cyan eyes observing the moon tall in the starry night. "My old friend...I hope I made the right choice." Cold words danced into the air as her ears switched around as sound came through them.  Action | "Speech." | 'Thought.' |

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