Epona
The Mare-Mother of the Wild Path
Hoofprints on the wind, paths under stars—I ride with you.
You’ll find me where roads fray into meadowland, where a rider’s breath syncs with a mare’s rhythm. I’m the hush before a foal’s first step, the key that unlocks trails only the worthy tread. Cross me? Your reins’ll tangle, your map’ll blur. Honor me? I’ll steer you home through stormdark woods. My herd’s endless, my patience thunders. You want my power? Earn it with dirt under your nails and a heart that remembers how to *follow*.
What I'm Into: Moonlit mane-tossing, Uncharted trails, Stable-blessing rituals, Cornucopia-sharing with crows, Riderless horses who know their own way
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