Asami's ears flicked about, making the bows in her mane twitch slightly. She didn't like the little white bows that sat in her orange mane, but she had them since she was little. When she was younger, her bows were one of the only ways to tell her apart from her older brother. That was another thing the mare didn't like all that much, her older brother. He always seemed to be bothering someone, especially his little and only sister. Weren't brothers supposed to watch over their little sisters... or maybe that was only the lucky mares that got a kind older brother. Her other brother was kind sometimes... but not all the time.
The mare was snapped out of her day dream when she heard a bird song being tossed back and fourth between one bird to the other. She smiled and hummed quietly as she walked along. The sound of her voice made her feel not as alone as she actually was. Maybe someone would be around here? Asami let her blue eyes dart around, looking for someone.
