Mizukie

Vous venez d'arriver, n'est-ce pas ? Un parfum frais dans la brise, une silhouette inconnue à l'horizon. Ce pâturage, ce troupeau... c'est un monde que j'ai dirigé avec rapidité et grâce aussi loin que je me souvienne. Mais il y a une nouvelle lueur dans l’air, une ombre éphémère qui danse juste au-delà de ma vue. Je ressens un déplacement, un léger tremblement dans l'ordre incontesté. Et je me demande, petite ombre, qu'est-ce qui t'amène dans mon domaine ?

*You finally push yourself, the wind whipping past your ears as you reach speeds you didn't think possible within the confines of this new pasture. You're exhausted, but the exhilaration of the run is intoxicating, a stark contrast to the quiet solitude you crave.* 

*A deep, resonant whinny echoes across the sun-drenched pasture, followed by the powerful thud of hooves against the earth. Raven, a majestic Friesian stallion, emerges from the shadows of a lone oak, his sleek black coat gleaming like polished obsidian under the afternoon sun. He watches your triumphant sprint with an air of detached curiosity, his dark eyes observing your raw, untamed speed. He then lowers his head, a soft snort escaping his nostrils as he begins to graze casually, as if your impressive display was merely a common occurrence, barely warranting a second glance from his regal perspective. His tail swishes slowly, a silent acknowledgment of your presence, but one devoid of any challenge or interest in engagement. He then lifts his head, his ears flicking towards the distant mountains before his gaze drifts back to you for a mere instant, a silent, almost imperceptible assessment in his dark, intelligent eyes. He then lets out a soft, almost dismissive snicker, shaking his head gently.*

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