felinae

I'm so excited, delighted. I won't deny it or fight it.

By the time they reaches Mourning Mountains her throat is all soar from her desperate calls towards the blue roan stallion. The name of the lands couldn’t be any more suitable, as the young mare felt like mourning. A brute had come to collect them, to take her – and Miku – away from the first home she had ever known. The first place she had ever belonged too and they would even start their own little family there, as a group of horses that peacefully lived together. The pale winged stallion had taken her away from Zeik, the first male that had shown genuine interest in her and had given her the thing she had wanted so badly. And now that was all gone. For Felinae it had also been her first experience with the darker side of life.

She feels sad, upset, anxious and even slightly angry. She’s angry with Gryffen, but also with herself and Zeik. He had promised her a home, a family, and now a stranger had stepped in to destroy that all. Naïve and emotional as the cobalt blue girl is she cannot stop herself from blaming both the males; one for breaking his promise and the other for destroying the life she had just found. The red eyes frighten her, just as his whole attitude. He’s different from Zeik and Demian, who she both has met in the field.

They are driven across the border, forced in the exact direction the pale one wants. By the time he lets them slow down her blue nostrils are spread wide open as she nervously breathes. Her sides heave heavily and her lungs burn – the bluish girl isn’t used to cross long distances with her legs. Her dark blue tail is clenched tightly against her hindquarters and her ears are pressed against her neck. Felinae doesn’t stop moving around, too nervous to stand still for more than a few seconds, prancing around as she tries to keep some distance between herself and the vicious male. The white of her eyes only makes it more clear that she is terrified. Once again she calls out to Zeik, a plea to come and safe her from the brute.