butterflies...cant they just leave her alone

[awoken]

As dala entered the land she stopped to take in a breath. Her nerves were kicking in about now and she felt the butterflies. She imagined about how the butterflies were soaring threw her stomach mocking Dala. And teasing her, she imagined them going on and on about how they made her even more nervous. dala tried to forget but it was impossible to manage. She has just arrived in a new place and doesn't know if they will accepted her as a friend and offer her a hoof of piece. Or it can go the opposite and they can kick her right out. Dala closed her eyes and walk on slowly and cautiously. she dreamed about being accepted and a smile emerged on her face. Dala opened her eye and looked around one more time at the land. She nickered softly like she wanted but didn't want anyone to hear.

[Vel]

Lassan had been grazing in land when the scent of another equine reached his nares. His refined Arab crown came up as his chocolate orbs scanned the scenery for the form of the intruding equine. He let out a snort and picked up a brisk trot, moving in the direction of the equine's scent.

His gait slowed when a form could be made out in the gently falling snow. He let out a whinny to her, and walked closer. He halted in front of her and asked "Who are you?" his voice was strong, hinting that he had power in the land. His lyrics were kind and held an accent of Scottish and Irish mixed.