// Different night, same rodeo //
Colt gives a low, dry laugh, nodding her head and shaking a finger at Alys. "That is a silver lining I don't think I'll ever get tired of." Her hand flips out suddenly for balance as the quagmire keeps hold of her boot for a minute, and the memory of getting stuck here before flashes back sharp and cruel. She grimaces, jerking against the hold of the muck, toes curling to keep inside her boot. This one wrenches free without much fuss, although it does sling some of the mode and her less smooth motions make the lead taut as the unicorn fusses behind her. She glances back and gives a reassuring tug on the line, letting him know the intentional pressure to follow.
Movement in the distance is caught by the unicorn first. His head lifts, ears perking, and Colt watches the way her looks. "There," Colt says low to Alys, motioning out with a hand for her to stop. Ahead, a small herd wades through the mud, chewing on reeds clinging to life amid the chill and the disgust. Colt's nose wrinkles. "If you are what you eat, I don't understand why these are supposed to be delicious."
Movement in the distance is caught by the unicorn first. His head lifts, ears perking, and Colt watches the way her looks. "There," Colt says low to Alys, motioning out with a hand for her to stop. Ahead, a small herd wades through the mud, chewing on reeds clinging to life amid the chill and the disgust. Colt's nose wrinkles. "If you are what you eat, I don't understand why these are supposed to be delicious."
Colt
// Set me on fire, put me out like smoke //
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.
