05-24-2021, 02:49 PM
Beyza
Beyza’s smile brightens with her relief when Aquaria informs them that they can stay as long as they’d like. A few of her worries go to rest right then and there. “No politics and some quiet sounds perfect.” The sound of the jungle and the waterfall were pleasant, and relative quiet was preferable over dead silence. She thinks she’s had enough of that when things were too quiet during the eclipse.
Perhaps she should tell Aquaria where they are from. How she had been a part of Pangea, she had believed in destruction and wrought some herself when it was asked of her.
But none of that really matters now, does it? She’s just a mother looking for somewhere safe for her daughters to grow up, somewhere that they can know peace enough to discover who they want to be.
Her white eyes look to her daughters when Aquaria addresses them, letting them know that she has a few children. Be nice the thought is directed at the grey and the black filly - Maurtia blinking innocently up at her mother at this warning before glancing over to Decima and then finally to Aquaria, who she offers what is supposed to be a shy nod. She’d not interacted with many foals aside from her sisters - she hadn’t much seen the point - but maybe these daughters of Aquaria could tell her where the good ghosts where on this island.
Beyza’s attention moves back to Aquaria and she just has one other question for now - “Does it matter where we settle, here or one of the islets that you mentioned?”
Perhaps she should tell Aquaria where they are from. How she had been a part of Pangea, she had believed in destruction and wrought some herself when it was asked of her.
But none of that really matters now, does it? She’s just a mother looking for somewhere safe for her daughters to grow up, somewhere that they can know peace enough to discover who they want to be.
Her white eyes look to her daughters when Aquaria addresses them, letting them know that she has a few children. Be nice the thought is directed at the grey and the black filly - Maurtia blinking innocently up at her mother at this warning before glancing over to Decima and then finally to Aquaria, who she offers what is supposed to be a shy nod. She’d not interacted with many foals aside from her sisters - she hadn’t much seen the point - but maybe these daughters of Aquaria could tell her where the good ghosts where on this island.
Beyza’s attention moves back to Aquaria and she just has one other question for now - “Does it matter where we settle, here or one of the islets that you mentioned?”
@[Aquaria]