And so we meet again | Greer X Cethin

Greer imagined what Cethin's mate looked like. Probably very handsome and tall. With a long mane and tail that flowed behind them. Their coat probably gleamed with golden hints, like a god. She compared herself to what she imagined this mystery horse would look like. Her mane wasnt very long. It went down to her shoulder, not short, but not very godess like. It was riddled with knots and a braid, and her forelock was the only pretty thing about it, it reached down to her nose with a slight wave. You could tell now not with the snow weighing it down and gluing it to her neck but it was wavy in the summer. Her color was unique, a grulla paintalloosa. But spending time out in the harsh climate had dulled it, except for now when it was riddled with snow flakes that sparkled under the winter sun. But her scars. Cethin's mate probably had none, a perfect specimen. Her body was riddled with scars everywhere. She didnt really try to avoid getting them, she liked the pain. It distracted her from the inevitibility of being alone for the rest of her sorry life. The scar that covered the most half of her face was greyish-pink, and her eye was silver. As if someone had replaced her sparkling blue saphires with a big hunk of valuble silver. But she would trade back for her blue gems any day. Her one eye was pretty though. Her father had always told her that 'your eyes are prettier then the sky' and she beleived him. But now the sky wasnt looking too good.