Kintla Flatlands when i was a little filly

Onyx nodded thoughtfully, though it was hard to imagine the wood getting any prettier the deeper you went. She couldn't imagine there being some sort of paradise hidden deep in the heart of the dark forest. At his mention of freaky tunnels, Onyx shivered as well, afraid of the thought of ever getting trapped in them. Her diamond gaze burned into the wood, though it could not penetrate through the tress to see within. Her blue eyes turned back to his multicolor ones. Well, I'm Onyx. What's yours? She asked him with a curious tilt of her head. She wondered if it would be something like 'multicolor' or 'twoface' about his eyes.