Sloene, guesses her home with ease. And with a friendly nod of her porcelain cranium, "Yes, You guessed correctly. I hail from Nerine." Her vocals grow elegant as she speaks of her homeland. Home of the sisterhood and those that dwelled among it. Yet this wasn't home to the sisterhood of before, the sisterhood had changed drastically in fact males were allowed into the ranks once more, but of course still lacked the respect of most of the stubborn ladies that held residence.
Her gentle gaze falters for a moment, allowing herself to meet the eyes of the inky black mare only for a brief moment then returning her verdant eyes upon Sloene. "Sloene. Perhaps you would like to visit Nerine? Get a feel of the land, and perhaps even come to call it home?" She questioned with honesty laced words. She was sure anyone would wish to visit the sisterhood's piece of paradise.
In winter, the kingdom still flourished under the frigid conditions more and more sea life have begun to collect in her waters, Whales, and dolphins, and aquatic mammals. Along with bountiful fish, bubbling beneath the surface. Seabirds have begun nesting for their future clutches of eggs, upon the sand rock cliffs. Seals have squandered about on the rocks, that brushed against the breaking waves. And palm trees and vegetation had grown, surprisingly through the cover of winter that engulfed the land.
"We're not the sisterhood you might remember before the reckoning. Our ranks are opened to both sexes, and our numbers have grown. Plus the wildlife, and scenting is surely something not to miss." She speaks fondly of Nerine, and the sisterhood, and of the changes made.
Where the Wild Things Are
Sorry for the wait.... and the crappy words.
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