05-20-2018, 09:04 AM
Only a recent inhabitant of Beqanna, and an even more so recent inhabitant of Nerine, she had been eager to learn the ways of the Leviathans. When Scorch had requested diplomats to visit the surrounding kingdoms there had been an opportunity that the leopard girl could not resist. Hyaline would be her first choice as she had been there once before on friendly terms. The girl she now knows as Wishbone, the next sovereign of Nerine, had been the first to volunteer to travel to Hyaline and Breckin had been quick to follow in offering assistance. Shortly thereafter a younger filly had requested to accompany them.
Today proves lovely for southbound travel as the trio follows a different path than what Breckin had traversed before. Admittedly, that first encounter had been a chance occurence as she had no idea that she had crossed into Hyaline at the time. Luckily for the spotted mare, she'd come across the kind Ilma who turned out to be rather pregnant at the time. Fate has a funny way of working things out sometimes as she looks to the graying filly nearby. Having learned that Tahti was Ilma's filly nearly through her for a loop (Had that much time already passed?), but upon closer inspection the friendly demeanor and unparalleled willingness to help that was recognized in the white pegasus was very much so evident in the young girl. And Breckin wonders if Ilma will be present amongst the upcoming gathering; she wonders how her friend is faring these days.
It seems as though Tahti is eager to share her memories of Hyaline before having moved to Nerine for a time. Breckin's ears swivel haphazardly in an attempt to catch the filly's stories. There's a smile upon her lips as she laughs softly at the endearing girl's descirptions and experiences. What a life the girl has had already, there's no doubt there will be much in store for her has she grows.
The lighthearted conversation makes time pass quickly, and before she knows it they draw to a halt at the joining of kingdom lands. Wishbone's eyes meet with her own for a brief moment, and Breckin reciprocates with a small smile. The bay girl issues a resounding call of peace and they do not have to wait long before they are joined with a painted mare. The words she speaks are dutiful but not unkind. It's evident that she's already met the other two in the Nerinian party, so when she offers her name and title, Breckin understands its for her own benefit.
Smiling, her voice carries softly across the border, "Well met, Kagerus. Likewise it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Breckin, I am a Nerinian diplomat in training. We've come to share news of the Sisterhood." With that she falls silent, turning slightly to look in the direction of the mahogany maiden. It was not Breckin's news to share and truthfully, Wishbone most likely knew more about diplomacy than the older mare did. This would be an opportunity to learn she knew, as she settled back to allow the gathering to continue.
Today proves lovely for southbound travel as the trio follows a different path than what Breckin had traversed before. Admittedly, that first encounter had been a chance occurence as she had no idea that she had crossed into Hyaline at the time. Luckily for the spotted mare, she'd come across the kind Ilma who turned out to be rather pregnant at the time. Fate has a funny way of working things out sometimes as she looks to the graying filly nearby. Having learned that Tahti was Ilma's filly nearly through her for a loop (Had that much time already passed?), but upon closer inspection the friendly demeanor and unparalleled willingness to help that was recognized in the white pegasus was very much so evident in the young girl. And Breckin wonders if Ilma will be present amongst the upcoming gathering; she wonders how her friend is faring these days.
It seems as though Tahti is eager to share her memories of Hyaline before having moved to Nerine for a time. Breckin's ears swivel haphazardly in an attempt to catch the filly's stories. There's a smile upon her lips as she laughs softly at the endearing girl's descirptions and experiences. What a life the girl has had already, there's no doubt there will be much in store for her has she grows.
The lighthearted conversation makes time pass quickly, and before she knows it they draw to a halt at the joining of kingdom lands. Wishbone's eyes meet with her own for a brief moment, and Breckin reciprocates with a small smile. The bay girl issues a resounding call of peace and they do not have to wait long before they are joined with a painted mare. The words she speaks are dutiful but not unkind. It's evident that she's already met the other two in the Nerinian party, so when she offers her name and title, Breckin understands its for her own benefit.
Smiling, her voice carries softly across the border, "Well met, Kagerus. Likewise it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Breckin, I am a Nerinian diplomat in training. We've come to share news of the Sisterhood." With that she falls silent, turning slightly to look in the direction of the mahogany maiden. It was not Breckin's news to share and truthfully, Wishbone most likely knew more about diplomacy than the older mare did. This would be an opportunity to learn she knew, as she settled back to allow the gathering to continue.