Twitched her ears back and forth, thinking about what had transpired over the last few years of her life, her mother had passed away, leaving her free to explore the world as she pleased. After she had mourned her mother for several months she went on her own way, telling those of her village that she couldn't be reminded of her mother every day. Emerald Dulfche, shrugged her shoulder and smiled at a passerby, she was the only tuar that she had found, but she was fine with that, having grown up as the only tuar in her village. FOr a moment she stopped at a shop and looked in the window, she was reminded of home, her smile wavering for moment. In the reflection she saw herself, a snow leopard tuar with two sets of white wings that dragged on the ground. She was tall, about five and three quarter feet tall to her ear tips, and a deep emerald green eyes that most swore were made of emeralds. Hence that was how she had gotten her name, her eyes. She remembered mother speaking about her eyes and her naming. With a shake of her head she looked at her reflection noticing something off in the distance behind her. With an dear twitch and a turn of her head she scanned the area looking for what she saw, hoping that she wasn't imagining it. "There," she said to herself softly a big smile forming on her lips and she walked to the centaur. She took in her white fur and green shaw, almost giggling because she wore a green dyed leather est, having chosen it over her own scarf that morning. "Hello?" she said to the other taur when she was near.