home is behind the world ahead
there are many paths to tread
The moment is serene and she loses herself in the bugs and the chirps of the mosquitos. Her braid laden tail flicks to tease flies away when they happen to land. Her breathing is slow as she tries to make her mind blank and separate herself from the past. The sun is warm on her skin as she hears the stranger move through the bushes. Weir slowly turns her head laden head to watch as the silver stranger steps into view and at first does not seem to notice weir. She is simpler in appearance than many Weir has become acquainted with here though in simplicity there is beauty and weir knows a beautiful thing when she sees one. Her pink albino eyes scan the stranger up and down and the strangers becomes aware of weir’s presence. Her muscles rippling into a taunt and rigid position around her bones. Her eyes watching weir in a state of pure alert attention. Weir doesn’t move so as not to try and frighten the her.
Instead weir slowly turns to halfway face the girl and lifts her head with a calm and warm smile. Her eyes smile along with her lips and her tail flicks lazily. Weir knows that her large horns alone are protection against most predators or others who wish her ill will. Weir is not a fighter though, she has too much love in her heart for that. She has not always been treated well for her want of love and freedom to choose love. Regardless though she shows no fear nor gives an impression of hostility. Please don’t be sorry.Weir laughs lightly.This is a place right now that is open to everyone. There is more than enough room for everyone. It is so beautiful tonight, wouldn’t you agree? Weir doesn’t want to talk to much as to ruin the tranquility of the evening. I am weir. Weir ends her talking with her name and then turns again to the waters to watch the ripples and allow the stranger to decide to flee or to remain in her company. The corner of her eye watching to see how the stranger will respond.
@Noxia
Sorry for the lame reply. Been super busy lately.
