04-01-2018, 06:22 PM
By the time Starlin was old enough to truly pay attention to the royalty of Nerine, Nayl had given over her throne to her daughter. Isobell was an absent queen, and so when Hestia had arrived it had been with much excitement from Starlin. A leader that was present, who led. That is all that Starlin has ever really wanted.
The grullo mare listens attentively to what Hestia has to say, and she glances curiously at her mother when the black queen names her. Djinni had not shared her decision to stay in Nerine with Starlin, but she is not surprised. The two of them have never been especially close. The mention of the army has Starlin looking toward Nayl. She is pleasantly surprised to see the orange-eyed mare again. Perhaps Isobell with be returning as well.
When all is said, she has only one question. "If stallions are to be considered equal to mares here, why are you only looking for a female heir? Are we the Amazons, or aren't we?" She had been raised on the stories of the jungle and its women warriors. Are they to throw that aside now?
The grullo mare listens attentively to what Hestia has to say, and she glances curiously at her mother when the black queen names her. Djinni had not shared her decision to stay in Nerine with Starlin, but she is not surprised. The two of them have never been especially close. The mention of the army has Starlin looking toward Nayl. She is pleasantly surprised to see the orange-eyed mare again. Perhaps Isobell with be returning as well.
When all is said, she has only one question. "If stallions are to be considered equal to mares here, why are you only looking for a female heir? Are we the Amazons, or aren't we?" She had been raised on the stories of the jungle and its women warriors. Are they to throw that aside now?