11-12-2020, 04:09 PM
She'd spent her morning in the water, swimming hard along the currents that wrapped the island. The Alliance had not gone well. Not at all. And while her face was emblazoned with a new vivid red marking, that was all she'd received for the trouble of going. Titanya seemed to have been faring much better, and she took that as a sign of the differences in their natures.
Still, she had wished the best for the tigress mare, and hoped she'd see her again when things settled back down. It never seemed clear how long Titanya would stay in Ischia. Some days She seemed bored to tears, others the nereid would come across her traversing the cliffs with unbelievable grace, in pursuit of some bird that thought it had chosen a safer place to nest.
Aquaria hadn't lingered, though. She'd said her goodbyes and returned home. She'd taken her time crossing the straits. Nearly there, and she'd realized why she felt so awful for being one of the first eliminated. It had felt like doing something. It had felt like action. Now she was going home to what? An island that every day seemed to need her less. A family that was quickly outgrowing their matriarch.
So she'd paddled slowly by the sand bar. Let her fins drag on the waves, and had put off the moment when her feet would finally touch the shore. It was not to be put off forever, though. The sand, the sun, the wind blown palms. They were hers, and she couldn't abandon them. Tempting as it was, some days.
Which left her now here, today, soaking wet and muscles aching with exertion, because nothing was worse than standing still. She'd been through too much to just fade away into the sand. When the clarion call broke through the trees, she answered it. Then broke into a purposeful canter so as not to keep her guest waiting.
A serene expression lifted her face, which shifted into something far more sincere upon seeing who had arrived. "Oceane?" She called out, bewildered. If that was indeed who it was... Well, it had been such a long time! The pale mare trotted up to close the distance between them. "It is you, isn't it!" She chirped, smiling broadly.
@[Oceane]
Still, she had wished the best for the tigress mare, and hoped she'd see her again when things settled back down. It never seemed clear how long Titanya would stay in Ischia. Some days She seemed bored to tears, others the nereid would come across her traversing the cliffs with unbelievable grace, in pursuit of some bird that thought it had chosen a safer place to nest.
Aquaria hadn't lingered, though. She'd said her goodbyes and returned home. She'd taken her time crossing the straits. Nearly there, and she'd realized why she felt so awful for being one of the first eliminated. It had felt like doing something. It had felt like action. Now she was going home to what? An island that every day seemed to need her less. A family that was quickly outgrowing their matriarch.
So she'd paddled slowly by the sand bar. Let her fins drag on the waves, and had put off the moment when her feet would finally touch the shore. It was not to be put off forever, though. The sand, the sun, the wind blown palms. They were hers, and she couldn't abandon them. Tempting as it was, some days.
Which left her now here, today, soaking wet and muscles aching with exertion, because nothing was worse than standing still. She'd been through too much to just fade away into the sand. When the clarion call broke through the trees, she answered it. Then broke into a purposeful canter so as not to keep her guest waiting.
A serene expression lifted her face, which shifted into something far more sincere upon seeing who had arrived. "Oceane?" She called out, bewildered. If that was indeed who it was... Well, it had been such a long time! The pale mare trotted up to close the distance between them. "It is you, isn't it!" She chirped, smiling broadly.
@[Oceane]