Persephone, the Lost
She thought she heard the noise of someone else but she attributed it to the movement of some large animal. It made her pause, ears pricked forward, her body tense. Persephone could barely breathe as she strained to listen, trying to figure out who or what was nearby. Perhaps she was being paranoid but honestly, this was a new place and she knew precious little about what or who could be around. Her wariness, therefore, seemed justified.
Even with her senses piqued she was still caught by surprise when another equine almost tumbled into her. Persephone spooked to the side, jumping over a few feet and slipping into deep mud. Her eyes were wide, nostrils flared, the typical picture of scared and surprised. The other equine jumped back as well, luckily not into mud like she had, and apologized. The mare glanced him over several times, looking for any signs of malice, then she let out a shaky sigh and, with some effort, managed to hop onto the dry ground once more. Still, she kept a more-than-necessary distance between them.
"U-uhm, that's alright," she stammered, her tail flicking and spraying small bits of mud off to the side. Her legs felt a bit slimy from the swamp now, but she wasn't too put off with it. This stranger, though...well she wasn't so sure of him. He was a bit taller than her, but his appearance was far less jarring than hers. He blended in with the background and she was almost envious for that. Persephone lowered her head, antlers pointing at the ground. "It's partially my fault--I wasn't paying enough attention."
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