Murky Waters
Reign set a hesitant hoof on the spare grass. She didn't frequent this area often and was more used to the dense forests of her home. The bog was - first and foremost - a very drenched and uncomfortable place, at least to her, even though she wouldn't call herself sensitive. But it was also the atmosphere that got to her, the gloomy feeling coming with murky waters and foggy meadows. It had depressing and spooky vibes.
She shud...
