Aviella ... incarnate

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A thousand words
Call out through the ages
They'll fly to you
Even though I can’t see
I know they're reaching you
Suspended on silver wings


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_{i'm sending you away tonight, put you on a bird's strong wing}
and i forget, how fragile are the very strong

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Sex // Femme
Pelt // Chocolate/White Paint
Species // Arabian
Height // 15 HH
Eyes // One light blue, one brown
Years // 3
Alliance // Incarnate
Delights // Those who are kind, caring ; Calm weather ; Warmth ;

Personality // Avie is sweet, thoughtful, graceful, and often motherly despite her age. She holds many horses in high regard and believes in respect, especially towards stallions, who have been the saving grace in her life at many times. Having been pushed around as a filly by her sisters, she understands the mare mindset well, but tends to be more cautious around those of her own sex. Avie can come off as a flirt at times, even if she is simply being respectful to a stag; and can hold her ground when it is needed.

She has lost many a dear friend in her relatively short lifetime, but believes strongly that they will always be watching her. She sometimes feels helpless when thinking about the past, but forces herself to keep her head up. Avie has a fascination with all that flies or resides in the air, and often dreams of having been born a pegasus. While she can at times be too confident, she does not have any notable personality flaws, or at least any that she likes to admit.

Avie dreams of finding equines to fill the void left by her losses.

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[/i] Her ears flicked with interest. A chill ran down her front legs and curved spine. Aviella whinnied aloud, as if the apparition in the sky could hear her speak. The red blur dissolved, and she stared at the sky for moments afterward, as if it may appear again. Silence filled the air, and the cold settled into the fae's warm, sweat-laced pelt. The mare's heart still pounding from her brisk run, she dropped her body to the cold grass below, taking a rest. Her eyes still not leaving the sky, the rising moon made her blue-and-brown eyes look like stars.
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