<div class="floatleft">(http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab235/bloodiedporcelain/elcharacterpics/beauxbatons/faylinn4_zpsbc57e562.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Faylinn MacRhagnal (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9468759#msg9468759)<br/><strong>Year/House:</strong>1st Year / TBD<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=110572790)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bordeaux Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Salome Elisabetta Beliveau, Open<br/><hr/>Fay slit in to the seat with a sigh, stretching her body out. Compared to the SUV, the carriage was positively roomy and she stretched her shapely legs out, crossing them at the ankles. When the other girl introduced herself, she smiled. "Faylinn MacRhagnal," she introduced herself, but it was the sight of the sketches of the horse that really got her attention. Eyes following the lines of the horse, she studied it for a moment. Spotting the raised tail though, she just smiled. "Arabian, eh? Good lines," she said, nodding in approval.<br/><br/>When the other girl asked if she "liked" horses, Fay could only laugh aloud. "<em>Like?</em>she got out, grinning before she rifled through her small mail carrier styled bag before finding a small photo album. Flipping it open, she held it up for the other girl to see, showing off a normal muggle picture of her Tempest standing proudly, head raised and long mane caught on a momentary breeze. "My Tempest. My wild, lovely boy. He's meeting me at the school," she explained as she tucked the book back in to her bag. The horse in the photo was huge, made obvious by the fact that she was standing beside him in the photo, grinning at the camera, her hand stroking along his neck and her other hand on one cocked out hip.<br/><br/>"Are you having yours brought too?" she asked after a moment, looking curiously at the other girl. She could already tell horses would be something they could talk over during the ride to the school, but she wondered if it would be a continuing theme, something that would keep them bumping in to each other as the year went on.