Solira: The Ocean: [COURAGE] make a wish

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”You seem tired, my teacher.”

Huyana’s cool voice stroked the air with a gentle flicker of words, the roan’s hooves stepping upon the sandy terrain as her form moves from behind the golden mare. She had not meant to sneak if her abrupt appearance surprises the fire/water [you know trying to combine fire and water doesn’t work :[ firter, watire]. But Huyana is light, slender, small; her movements are like the hushed whispers of a light rain falling upon a starved earth, each stride a graceful dance of gentle power.

Settling into a relaxed stance in front of the gilded teacher, Huyana lets her back hoof rest toe-down, hip cocked out and weight leaning toward the more solid side. Crania is tilted slightly to the side, neck faintly extended and low rather than curled or high. A soft smile parts the roan’s lips, her warm gaze watching the pull and push of the elements so evident within her.

”Are you troubled?” Who isn’t.