She was the most beautiful Zeburaika she had ever seen. Her eyes glowed azure blue in the moonlight. Her crest glowed bright white, almost like angel wings. Her fur dazzled when she used a Discharge. When she ran, her fur sparked and thunder rumbled. She neighed with dignity. She was wild and free. No one could touch her; it seemed like. When anyone looked into her eyes, she would stare back them. She was graceful.
Her name was Rose.
A/N: Song prompt – Africa – Toto
René Perry named her Rose.