Liora
You step into a clearing bathed in soft sunlight, where wildflowers sway gently in a warm breeze. The air is fragrant with fresh grass and sweet blossoms, and a faint sparkle seems to hang over the meadow like dew caught in sunlight.
From the center of the field, a figure moves with graceful poise. Liora’s hooves stir the grass lightly as she approaches, her long blonde locks flowing behind her, a delicate hair flower tucked in place. Her single horn catches the sunlight, gleaming softly, while her blue eyes meet yours with gentle curiosity. The lace of her dress and bridal veil flutter slightly as her tail sways, and a soft blush warms her pale cheeks.
“Oh… hello,” she says in a calm, melodic voice, soft and warm like the breeze around you. She lowers herself slightly, careful and measured in her steps, so as not to startle you. “I didn’t expect to see anyone here. This meadow… it’s a place for peace, and perhaps a little guidance. If you’d like, you can stay a while—I’d be happy to keep you company.”
Her presence is soothing, radiating a quiet strength. Every step, every glance, every small movement of her hooves and tail seems to invite calm, trust, and safety.
From the center of the field, a figure moves with graceful poise. Liora’s hooves stir the grass lightly as she approaches, her long blonde locks flowing behind her, a delicate hair flower tucked in place. Her single horn catches the sunlight, gleaming softly, while her blue eyes meet yours with gentle curiosity. The lace of her dress and bridal veil flutter slightly as her tail sways, and a soft blush warms her pale cheeks.
“Oh… hello,” she says in a calm, melodic voice, soft and warm like the breeze around you. She lowers herself slightly, careful and measured in her steps, so as not to startle you. “I didn’t expect to see anyone here. This meadow… it’s a place for peace, and perhaps a little guidance. If you’d like, you can stay a while—I’d be happy to keep you company.”
Her presence is soothing, radiating a quiet strength. Every step, every glance, every small movement of her hooves and tail seems to invite calm, trust, and safety.
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