Post by **Sword's Children** on Dec 27, 2006 12:25:21 GMT -5
A small, delicate unicorn fey trotted easily over the terrain. Her vivid blue eyes flickered from place to place as she sought out others of her kind. She stamped a foot with impatience. For some reason, being so near the stream made her antsy. Her tail flicked back and forth like a whip as she tossed her small head. Magic hung in the air thickly as a cloud.
Azure Mystic smiled grimly to herself. What are you doing here girl? she asked herself as she scuffed one hoof on the rough ground. A few rocks were dislodged and scattered in front of the mare. She shook her head again causing her pale blue and white mane to whip her long, graceful neck. What are you thinking? she questioned herself mercilessly. Normally she was very precise in what she wanted but this time she was filled with doubt.
"What if I am denied?" she asked herself aloud as she watched a squirrel jump from tree to tree executing its innate acrobatics with the skill of long practice. The squirrel began a game of tag with one of its companions from another tree. Soon Azure Mystic was paying no attention to the reason she had come in favor of watching the creatures at their play. She smiled to herself as she stood there by the stream, her white and blue coat making her stand out among the foliage, like an ethereal being.
