||Meeting a Queen|| {Hestia}

[Hestia]

Nerine is strange for what it is. A conglomeration of opposites, old, young, hopeful, cynical, male and female. They all come together in this place. Looking for a purpose to more than what they are. Just as she does. She’s found her purpose though, now to give them theirs. It’s a good thing Nymf doesn’t know their history. Hestia wants them to follow without presumption. The less they presume the better the results. At least that is how she sees it. Only time will tell though.

Hestia may have the ability to strike terror when needed, but she won’t if she can help it. She’d much rather be friends and work in comradery then work among fear and enemies. She listens to the woman’s words. Nodding her head in acknowledgement. The mare’s words are slightly cryptic, but the black mare doesn’t pry any further than the other is willing to give. I am glad to hear this. She says instead, understanding as much as she needs to. Nymf has found Nerine as a home, and that is what is important. Her past is her own just as Hestia’s is hers…. Well used to be her own.

Now her entire life might as well be available for the pickings. Not quite, those she does share things with keep it to themselves, they may pry beyond reason but generally they respect what she’s been through and give her exactly what it is that she needs. Others who find out things about her are ones who’ve angered her, and they too generally keep their knowledge to themselves, giving her space. Other’s who’ve been through worse sympathize and remain silent understanding that sometimes it’s better just not to talk.

Everyone reacts to her differently. Everyone she’s met connects with her in a different way. However, she does try to form some type of connection with all the residents in Nerine. She wants them to understand the bond of sisterhood that used to exist, even if it won’t be the same kind. She smiles at the woman nudging her gently where she is not bruised in the spirit of comradery. Is there anything in particular I can help you with? Or would you prefer to just chat? She doesn’t mean to sound pushy, but she is curious, as most don’t seek her out just for the purpose of chatting her up. Usually they have something on their minds.

Her tail sways leisurely as they walk through the land. Her eyes traveling over the female at her side. The black queen thinks she rather likes her, with her easy personality and quiet ways Nymf would make a great diplomat. She knows just the kingdoms she’d assign her too as well. Ones that she knows the mare will be safe in visiting. Hestia hates putting any out of their comfort zones and will do all she can to accommodate those who she is familiar with. But those that cross her… well. Let’s just hope no one does so any time soon.

HESTIA

The devil whispered in my ear, you’ll never survive the storm
I whispered back, I am the storm