Vesperiie
"Step one...step...two, stepthree," She chanted disjointedly. It didn't even match her steps, her legs criss-crossing and stepping lightly in a complicated, if somewhat dangerous, way. "One little bird, falling to the ground..." She lifted herself up on one front hoof. "Two wings failing to lift..." She stepped back down in a way that would topple most other kin. "Three little holes riddled with blood..." She lept into the air, only to touch down a second later. "Four hungry wolf taking their ill-begotten prize..."She continued dancing like this, whisper-singing to herself all the while, over and over again.

