With a flap of lavender wings, she landed gracefully even as a swirl of black skirts, and lace swirled around her hooves. She pranced a bit, fixing her skirts as they clung slightly, the high stiff lace collar that framed the back of her head sending her long locks of ebony and pale lavender to cascade down her shoulders and brush against the tops of her hooves. Long bangs curled down the side of her pale skin toned muzzle, she smirked ever so slightly.
She looked around with bright violet eyes, a smudge of what looked to be eyeliner lurked around each orb, she'd left her basket with her constant companion Jonathon, and well she new flew out of ear shot. She could ear his mutters now, she laughed a bit, a most regal sound.