Colt
Hunched over like a fruit goblin caught in the act, Colt startled as a voice cut the solitary serenity. Her body visibly flinched, and her head whipped around. She nearly toppled over, her arms strung out at her sides like a marionette to funnel the juice to the ground, so she was already askew. She managed not to completely humiliate herself in front of the stranger and stayed upright, though the face she turned to Lyra was covered in plum-gore.
"Hi!" she managed to get out as she straightened herself, rubbing the back of her hand against her mouth. "Oh no, please sit honey, I don't mind one bit." Colt pat the ground next to her invitingly, a purple smile brandished in greeting. "I'm colt," she said without extending her hand, not that Lyra would want to take the sticky fingers in her grip. No, Colt was easy going, at least out here where she was not in charge of anyone but herself. There was no need for formalities here; they were already friends by now.
She took another series of bites of the plum and chucked the pit behind her. Leaning forward, she washed off the residue in the water, rubbing some against her lips with a wet thumb. It had stained her a bit, and it looked like her fingers were badly bruised. "Nothing beats the eats here," she said with a feral grin, as if she was nothing more than a barefoot child running wild in these lands all over again.
"Hi!" she managed to get out as she straightened herself, rubbing the back of her hand against her mouth. "Oh no, please sit honey, I don't mind one bit." Colt pat the ground next to her invitingly, a purple smile brandished in greeting. "I'm colt," she said without extending her hand, not that Lyra would want to take the sticky fingers in her grip. No, Colt was easy going, at least out here where she was not in charge of anyone but herself. There was no need for formalities here; they were already friends by now.
She took another series of bites of the plum and chucked the pit behind her. Leaning forward, she washed off the residue in the water, rubbing some against her lips with a wet thumb. It had stained her a bit, and it looked like her fingers were badly bruised. "Nothing beats the eats here," she said with a feral grin, as if she was nothing more than a barefoot child running wild in these lands all over again.
I ain't gonna be that easy to leave
I'm gonna make you miss me
I'm gonna make you miss me
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
