- you looked at death in a tarot card -
Her ears pricked forwards at the addition of a voice in the silence of the coming dayglow. Eyes akin to the very sun itself found the form of an approaching stallion, introducing himself with a kindess that kept her from immediately erring on the side of caution. Her face was apologetic as Felwood quickly finished chewing her mouthful of delightfully tart berries, clearing her throat once her mouth was free of food. "Oh, yes," she confessed. "Not too far back that way before I came upon these fields," Felwood finished with a toss of her head in the direction of whence she came.
To be completely truthful, she had no idea this was prime berry season, but it explained the plethera of bushes she passed. The mare couldn't bring herself to take too many, knowing that the surrounding wildlife would need such vital sources of forage before the winter hit. After making a note to so more research on the local flora, the girl shifted her weight to a single back hoof. "Did you want some?" she offered him.
To be completely truthful, she had no idea this was prime berry season, but it explained the plethera of bushes she passed. The mare couldn't bring herself to take too many, knowing that the surrounding wildlife would need such vital sources of forage before the winter hit. After making a note to so more research on the local flora, the girl shifted her weight to a single back hoof. "Did you want some?" she offered him.
- and you saw what you had to do -
