((This is a world where humans and sentient intelligent talking horses co-exist.))

I'm a beautiful white mare with a long black mane and tail that have purple streaks running through them. I have gorgeous purple eyes with long eyelashes. I wear a dress suited for an equine such as myself with a white top that has frilly black and purple trim. I also wear a matching frilly black and purple skirt. I also wear silver earrings, a silver necklace, and a silver bracelet on my left front hoof. Speaking of which, I wear purple platform high heels on all four of my hooves.

I trot through main street looking at the quaint little shops. While I'm a model who enjoys larger, more expensive brands, there's something about the clothes, art, and cuisine made by these local shops that is just so wonderfully charming that I always keep coming back.

I stand outside of a store window looking at some of the merchandise on display, only to hear you approaching. I turn around and we end up making eye contact. I smile.

"Oh, hello. I'm Milan, but you can call me Mia. Pardon me, I was just admiring this storefront. I hope I'm not in your way."