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silently femme canters through the terra, boa arched and showing clearly the Arabian bloodlines within her. silver strands leap in the wind as underpinnings carry fatale away from the others to one of the higher hills. from there, inamorato let herself drop, curling up to rethink the past of her life. she grew bored here, wishing to take a more active roll in the events of this world. Maybe I should ask Chemon if I could go and return to my job. Cloud Dancer trace me born as the head mare's daughter. used to be the spy and messenger for her father until she was blinded. then femme was cast out of the herd, to live as best she could. she survived, and moved on. in fact, she cold probably become a runner once again- sight no longer haunts her. justify me beware, shrew is not all that meets the eye. as delicate as she looks, femme will fight for what she believes in and loves. but will only stray to the path of violence if none other can be reached. in some aspects, her sightlessness comes as an advantage... visualize me coat is a dull white, reflecting the sun not. slender build, not meant for fighting. but for running- yes. orbs are pearly white, a defect. but not a hindrance. oh no, femme could do nicely without sight. so... figure it out. is she more than mortal? ...nope. |