CRUX
nature witch
Dusk had been... gracious enough to allow her in, despite the fact she felt no pull to the supposed deities of the lands. Those she worshiped were in nature and the winds, not in far off places looking down at the people as if they were better. Nature was, and always would be, her mistress. A comforting presence of many gods and goddesses that joined together, that helped life prosper, involving themselves in everything they could. She had her beliefs, and the people here had theirs.
Crux flicked her ears as she walked, hooves dipping in to snow, hearing the soft crunch underneath of her weight, the give of it, the hard ground underneath. Father winter was cold this year, bringing with him sharp and biting winds that had almost given her nose frostbite at one point, though she had managed to salvage something to help heal the tissue. A shake of her head was given, the wavy curls of her mane dropping back over her nape and between her ears, tucked warmly in place.
It wasn't until there was someone nearby that she stopped her walk, golden eyes lifting up and her head following suit as a single hoof remained suspended in the air in front of her. "Hello?" Her voice was unusually husky, and she stepped forward almost cautiously toward the one that had come in to her line of sight. It was as if she were approaching some sort of wild animal, instead of another horse, and her step was slow, steady, speckled legs moving with a sure motion.
Crux flicked her ears as she walked, hooves dipping in to snow, hearing the soft crunch underneath of her weight, the give of it, the hard ground underneath. Father winter was cold this year, bringing with him sharp and biting winds that had almost given her nose frostbite at one point, though she had managed to salvage something to help heal the tissue. A shake of her head was given, the wavy curls of her mane dropping back over her nape and between her ears, tucked warmly in place.
It wasn't until there was someone nearby that she stopped her walk, golden eyes lifting up and her head following suit as a single hoof remained suspended in the air in front of her. "Hello?" Her voice was unusually husky, and she stepped forward almost cautiously toward the one that had come in to her line of sight. It was as if she were approaching some sort of wild animal, instead of another horse, and her step was slow, steady, speckled legs moving with a sure motion.
@Auru || yay posts for crux!
