Profile MYO-1681: Astrallia

The centaur waited behind the stadium, looking around eagerly. Raven Blackwood was his name, some musician that had a lot of reach. Astrallia had guessed that it was a mig (images of it undisguised were still circled around, no matter how careful it was) and eagerly reached out.  He panicked, at first, about her knowing. But when realizing she just wanted to talk to h...

Astrilla was hungry. And-bored. Sure, the circus had food, but the various vendors never had anything new. Or exciting! It was the same popcorn, cotton candy, corndogs, whatever other fried nonsense for patrons.  So...