Reija

Warm like sunlight through trees, soft as a bed of moss. Determined as the wildflowers to persist. A warm presence and a light heart. The elderly mare had expected that she was far too old to be elevated to the status of a deity, but Fate does not see age in the same manner as mortals. She has found herself in this new landscape merely by chance while wandering between realities, but the grasses and trees sing to her all the same. She will take up the same role here as she does everywhere; a compassionate and gentle friend to all. Be warned not to mistake her kindness for weakness...