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@[kahzie]
Beqanna
Assailant -- Year 226
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
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@[kahzie]
11-07-2016, 02:45 PM
Djinni loves the sea.
The sound of waves lulls her to sleep each night, sometimes when she stands on the shore, and sometimes when she is tucked next to the sleek grey bodies of the dolphins that have so readily accepted her. The grey-green surface of the sea is ever changing and reminds her of the dunes of her childhood even more than the granite sand that lies beneath her hooves. She knows that those who feel the same are few and far between, and as she meets the orange gaze of Nayl ,she is reminded that the tobiano mare is not one of them. Perhaps if she had spent her whole life in one place Djinni might feel the same as the pied mare, but she does not. A home is home whether it is filled with waves or squawking parrots. "Is it?" Answers the grullo mare, "And here I thought that we'd finally reached utter silence with the absence of our ruling trio." The words and tone are utterly serious, but the crooked smile and dancing eyes of the grey mare are anything but. Nayl changes the tone of the conversation rather quickly, and Djinni, ever mischievous, is intrigued. "Perhaps," she says slyly as she darkens her coloring and bulks up her build until a flawless replica of Naga stands in the place where Djinni had once been. "What about you?" D J I N N I
genie | rose gold tobiano dun | trickster
11-08-2016, 03:33 PM
@[kahzie]
11-10-2016, 02:56 PM
"Perhaps that's what happens when they choose themselves rather than being chosen." She replies mildly.
Djinni had tagged along when the small band was already en route to the oceanside, so she had been absent for the ascension of the queen and her two hands. Still, it had not been difficult to piece together enough information to know that Naga had fashioned herself queen, and then chosen a former general - and perhaps a former queen, Djinni has not had a chance to pry for more information about Lgaertha - and a former...something to assist her. Since the fallout over the proposed spiritual caste, Djinni has seen nothing of any of the three mares. Perhaps they are too embarrassed to show their faces anymore, though at least Lagertha had the brains to oppose the most ludicrous suggestions. She knows that the rest of the new Beqanna has fallen equally still, a side effect of great change that any scholar of history could have easily predicted. Nayl says that such silence shouldn't be tolerated, and while Djinni is in agreement, she's not one to be the first to propose change. Let others do that; she has been thinking these things since the moment the plans for the new sisterhood were made clear. The grullo mare follows the other's gaze up the mountain, her ears flicking as she nods her head in understanding. She glances around them for a brief moment and then asks, clearly conspiratorial: And what secrets do you have to hide?" D J I N N I
genie | rose gold tobiano dun | trickster
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