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There's a radiant Darkness upon us - Texas, Trua - Shatter Me - 04-02-2015 god knows i like archaic kinds of fun - Texas - 04-03-2015
RE: There's a radiant Darkness upon us - Texas, Trua - Trua - 04-04-2015 Trua shifted uncertainly as a steel grey mare approached. The other horse carried about her an air of authority and formality—one didn't have to tell Trua that she was the leader of this place. It was evident in her body posture. The black mare ducked her head down, though she didn't miss the jumbles of words that came from both Texas and Shatter Me. Who should she answer first? she wondered in slight distress. She opted for Shatter Me. "My name is Trua," she began, her voice softer than usual, so quiet in fact that she could scarcely be heard over the roar of the falls. "It's lovely to meet you, Shatter." She listened to Shatter's words quietly, though she nodded several times to show that she was paying attention. Offering a soft "Thank you; I'll let you know if I have questions," the little female turned back to Texas. "It is nice here," she responded to the bay stallion. Not just because of the view; the two horses that she'd met so far were quite welcoming. Perhaps she'd consider staying. This land had everything that she had ever hoped for: food, shelter, water, and most of all, pleasant company. She'd met Shatter and Texas only just now, yet she was quickly beginning to feel at ease with them, what with their generous words and welcoming mannerisms. "It seems to be a wonderful place to live." RE: There's a radiant Darkness upon us - Texas, Trua - Shatter Me - 04-07-2015 RE: There's a radiant Darkness upon us - Texas, Trua - Texas - 04-07-2015 The bay stallion does not have any special affection for chatter (though he’d only recently told Shatter Me that he’d join both castes), and he’s content to stand in silken and wait for Trua to answer. There is the waterfall to look at after all, and when the black mare finally speaks up, he looks back at her expectantly rather than exasperatedly. “Yeah, I like it here.” He agrees in his slow drawl, nodding. And he does like it here; this kingdom has all the proper seasons – the very opposite of both the Jungle and the Tundra. When Shatter Me begins to talk again, Texas turns his dark eyes on the grey mare. She is chatty, and now and again he looks over at Trua to gage the younger mare’s reaction. There is a lot of information being given to her a very short amount of time, and having seen her reaction to just a few short questions, he can’t imagine how she must be processing all of this. “Or you could decide later,” he adds when the queen has finished talking. “No pressure.” He offers the grey mare something that looks quite like an apologetic smile (if Texas were ever apologetic). He doesn’t mean to step on her toes, the smile says, he just wants to make sure that their easily flustered guest is not overwhelmed. While it is true that they could use more members of their kingdom, Texas is in no hurry. He has all the time in the world, after all. RE: There's a radiant Darkness upon us - Texas, Trua - Trua - 04-13-2015 ((Sorry I didn't reply sooner. I had a lot of things going on in life :/ )) Trua is almost immediately overwhelmed yet again as Shatter Me begins speaking about castes, ranks, warriors, diplomats... Then again, she has always been a worrier, unable to come to a decision. It is truly riveting, though, and she listens with rapt attention, her small dark ears pricked. She shifts her hooves, feeling pebbles rolling out from beneath her feet to go clattering off down the slope. A warrior...or a diplomat. She has always been a clever mare, able to outwit many, but her strength was just not as good as some of the war horses she's seen in her time. Perhaps a diplomat would be better, but then again, she wonders if she could really deal with talking to so many strangers. Texas' voice cuts in, inviting her to take her time. She can't help but flash him a grateful smile, though she is thinking all the same. "I think..." she begins slowly. "I'd love to join, if you will have me," the black mare says in reply, her voice certain despite her indecision about which caste she would serve in. "As for my rank, I really do not know what I'd be best at," she admits. Though she is eager to join—after all, they've seemingly extended an invitation to her—she cannot decide which rank she would be best at, to better serve the kingdom. She fears that she doesn't know enough about these lands to be a diplomat—she'd just make a fool out of herself (not that she hasn't already)—but is she really a good enough fighter to defend the kingdom? She is agile, quick, and clever, that much is true, but she also is a very small horse, and brute physical strength has never been on her side. She fears that either way, she will fail, and then what will she do? |