[P] FUNNY LITTLE GIRL

[Charlotte]

A dreamer with the fever to
be great was all I ever wanted

Charlie has never known anything other than freedom.

She has always roamed, far and wide, wherever she pleases for whatever length of time she deems fit. The filly is a wild girl, an adventurer, a wanderer, as much in her heart like the heroes of her favorite childhood tales as she can possibly be at such a young age. She has been a regular visitor to Denocte since she was nothing but legs and wide eyes.

Now, the young pegasus flaps her growing wings and flies low over the prairie outside the night court’s walls. Indy can fly much higher than her still, much more gracefully, but with every flight and every day that passes the girl’s skill improves just a little bit more.

As she begins to tire, Charlie tips to the side. Balance lost, she drops rather inelegantly to the ground, stumbling a few steps forward. The poor landing doesn’t seem to dampen her bright spirit, however, which matches the flame of her vermillion eyes. “Indy!” she calls to her bonded, as the osprey swoops down from the sky above.

That is when Charlie notices the unicorn and the lion, twin statues of brightest ivory in the middle of the fields. Just standing there, looking. She pauses behind them, feeling the familiar weight of Indy alighting upon her shoulders. “What are you looking for?” she asks, because as far as the girl can tell there’s nobody else out here but them.

credits | @El Toro