It reminded her of the houses back home, large and wonderful. It had been some time sine she had been in a big space. With so many rooms. Trisha crept in, hooves clopping softly on the wooden floors before hitting the soft feeling of carpet. Dreary drapes let in little light as she walked down the hallway shivering in excitement. Who had lived here before she wondered.
The building creaked and groaned with age and Trisha pulled a flower into her hair, winding up with more ribbon and hair than plant matter. Maybe she should have brought someone with her. No Mellow would have had a heart attack and Aki was difficult to fine these days. She really didn't have anyone who would have been willing to come...
Besides this was done more on impulse. A gust blew through a cracked widow and she tensed, staring at it as the curtain reached out like hands for her. ok, defiantly scary.
huni pi"
I made you a thing.