10-16-2016, 11:41 PM
Raxa was a warrior at heart, so imagine her surprise when Ygritte gathered the kingdom horses and expressed her wishes for all of them to head out into the unknown territories, as well as the fields and the meadows, to look for potential members to recruit.
Raxa had only encountered a couple last time, and that was purely by accident. She didn't want to play the part of a diplomat, it had just happened, and she wasn't really a big fan of it. Hence why she'd spent most of her time training in the old kingdom, or heading to other ones to scout out the other kingdom territories to find out if they were planning on a raid of the Falls.
Now that the castes were still being worked out, and more members needed for such a thing, it did make sense that Ygritte wanted all the members here to go out and seek those who needed a home. Still, it didn't mean Raxa would have to like it. If anything, to try and appeal to the softer nature of those she encountered, she'd enlist the help of her daughter, Zhenga, who still held that bright-eyed bursting personality even as she was getting older and learning the tricks of the trade from Raxa, the fighter, and Anahi, the peacemaker.
Raxa regretted the next words that came from her mouth, "Zhenga and I will head out, see what we can find. We'll be on the lookout for horses that need a new home."
Raxa motioned for her filly to follow, the little one prancing on ahead as she thought of the wonders the outer lands had for her to explore. As the duo went, Raxa glanced over at the familiar painted stallion, a pained gaze within her electric blue eyes. To this day, since she'd found out, she hadn't forgiven him for what he'd done.
She wasn't made at him for starting two families... she was mad because he did not have a wish to tell her... that he had started a family, or that his original intention was for it to be one family, with Sunfall...
And not Raxa.
That wasn't saying Raxa didn't hold anymore feelings for the painted stallion. However, after her recent findings, she'd buried them deep within, not knowing really how she would act around him anymore. So, instead of saying something to him, she just trailed after her filly, trying to focus on how she'd suppress the warrior's instinct to fight back and snap out with a silver tongue, and instead talk up the good things of her home to potential newcomers.
Raxa had only encountered a couple last time, and that was purely by accident. She didn't want to play the part of a diplomat, it had just happened, and she wasn't really a big fan of it. Hence why she'd spent most of her time training in the old kingdom, or heading to other ones to scout out the other kingdom territories to find out if they were planning on a raid of the Falls.
Now that the castes were still being worked out, and more members needed for such a thing, it did make sense that Ygritte wanted all the members here to go out and seek those who needed a home. Still, it didn't mean Raxa would have to like it. If anything, to try and appeal to the softer nature of those she encountered, she'd enlist the help of her daughter, Zhenga, who still held that bright-eyed bursting personality even as she was getting older and learning the tricks of the trade from Raxa, the fighter, and Anahi, the peacemaker.
Raxa regretted the next words that came from her mouth, "Zhenga and I will head out, see what we can find. We'll be on the lookout for horses that need a new home."
Raxa motioned for her filly to follow, the little one prancing on ahead as she thought of the wonders the outer lands had for her to explore. As the duo went, Raxa glanced over at the familiar painted stallion, a pained gaze within her electric blue eyes. To this day, since she'd found out, she hadn't forgiven him for what he'd done.
She wasn't made at him for starting two families... she was mad because he did not have a wish to tell her... that he had started a family, or that his original intention was for it to be one family, with Sunfall...
And not Raxa.
That wasn't saying Raxa didn't hold anymore feelings for the painted stallion. However, after her recent findings, she'd buried them deep within, not knowing really how she would act around him anymore. So, instead of saying something to him, she just trailed after her filly, trying to focus on how she'd suppress the warrior's instinct to fight back and snap out with a silver tongue, and instead talk up the good things of her home to potential newcomers.