Persephone, the Lost
Just as she was beginning to feel content with perhaps wandering until the ends of the earth...she heard something. Hoofbeats, the crunch of the dry grass below, and a quiet whish that she couldn't quite place as it wasn't the wind. For a moment she wondered if it was more bison, though the ones she'd been watching had disappeared already over the horizon. Persephone paused, head high as she surveyed the grassland in front of her, the wind pulling and curling wisps of her opalescent mane and tail. There wasn't anything coming at her that she could see but still she tensed, uncertain.
When the voice spoke out she spooked, sidestepping suddenly as she swung around towards the one who had approached. Though the voice was friendly, the words amicable, Persephone hadn't spoken with someone in a very long time. Strangers didn't usually make her nervous but she couldn't help feeling a little on edge for a moment, thoughts rushing through her mind too fast for her to focus on at first. When she realized the other horse was still a safe distance away, she visibly relaxed and lowered her head. "Hello," she said, having to make an effort to ensure her voice was loud enough to carry over. She didn't have the confident projection that the other mare had. "Yes, a little lost...I'm new around here..." she explained, eyes drifting away from those brilliant, jewel-like eyes of the other.
This other mare was quite beautiful, radiant and fiery in a way that was familiar to Persephone, though she had no idea why. The way she carried herself, the gold on her mane and her beautiful wings...she looked like some sort of goddess. Though they were still some distance apart, she could almost feel the intimidating aura emanating from her. Persephone was, understandably, a bit awestruck. "Are...are you a goddess?" she asked somewhat hesitantly, bashful as she lowered her head even more. "You look like one." There were gods here that she knew of, though of course she herself had never met one. Was this mare one of them? If so, was she benevolent?
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