flowers in your hair (nymph)

[Kaida]

it’s a long road to wisdom it’s a short one to being ignored She has aged. Although she is not nearly as old as her parents are (as her parents were), she is still getting along in her years. Time looks beautiful on her, though; high cheekbones rising into dark brown eyes (eyes that used to flame with color and dragon-sight back when she was with her sister constantly) set in a slender face sprinkled with salt-and-pepper hairs against her mouth, nose, and eyes, long and sturdy legs holding up a body full of womanly curves and angular hipbones, a chaotic pile of red and gray and white and dark orange locks that flow from behind her ears and down along her broad neck. She is the image of a woman who wears age and time like her dresses and makeup. She wraps it around herself like a veil, keeping her shoulders high and her physicality proud. Although she has aged, she is still just as independent as she was in her youth. Kaida’s steps into the meadow are surefooted and solid, each one landing with an almost ominous sound of hoof against dirt. She is classy and brave and sassy and timeless, and each trait shows in the steps she takes and the way she carries her head. The summer heat is warm on her back, soaking into her joints and reminding her of the days of Kaida’s childhood spent in the Jungle. Those were, perhaps, her better days – spending each waking and sleeping hour with Noori, sharing their dragon vision, learning about life (or, the better term, not learning at all) from Scorch and Hestoni, and spending the days romping through the Jungle without a care in the world. Now, everything is so much more twisted and confusing. She finds herself leaning against the bark of a gently-sloping tree, watching as faces she doesn’t recognize swim by in a sea of endless unfamiliarity. Kaida wonders, if she ever saw her sister would she know it was her? So much has changed since the time they last saw each other and the chestnut roan cannot help but wonder if the only soul she knows nowadays is herself. kaida