Soft soil sinks slightly underhoof as Naga leaned down for a sip of cool fresh jungle stream. As she gulps away contently the trickling stream the sound of quickly approaching hooves cues her dark head to rise swiftly. Her green eyes wide and ears pricked far forward. Ready for anything, she holds her ground curiously. The owner of the hoofbeats comes into view, it takes Naga a moment to comprehend the mare before her. She held herself like a queen, yet….she was not Scorch. As the mare booms a...straightforward greeting Naga’s eyes grow wider. As she is about to reply, another joins them. She could recognize her...but it took her until she began to speak that Naga realized who she was. Rhy...she was so warm and reassuring the day she and Scorch took her in. Naga smiled brightly. Her now deepened voice flowed like silk, definitely much more grown up than the last time they had seen each other.
”Rhy! It is so good to see you, aha, yes, I’ve done a bit of growing.”
Her tail flicks happily, though she then turns her attention to the other mare. She felt rude that she got caught up in her excitement. It was unlike her not to address that, she is quite an honest and blunt girl.
”I am sorry, I got consumed by my excitement. Rhy was one of the mares who took me in and gave me sanctuary as a foal. To me she is the closest I have to resembling a family member figure. I do not believe I have met you before. I am Naga, Scorch and Rhy took me in here when I was a filly. I’ve spent time in the meadow, trying to find myself, but my soul brought me back here. I know this is where my heart is. So yes, I am a returning sister. A forever sister.”
She pauses again, her words full of honesty and passion. Her attention then flicks back to her curiosity of the whereabouts of Scorch. She may not have spent time with Scorch or talked with her much, but she was the first one to find her and give her a home...that was the most motherly thing anyone had done for her. Scorch was her vision of a mother. Her eyes hopeful as she looks to the dark grey mare that seemed emanate...royalty.
”Pardon my asking but, is Scorch still here? I’ve been gone for a good amount of time, I was hoping to see her when I came back.”
Little does she know that the mare before her took the place as Queen, and that Scorch had passed on. Though she would not be completely distraught, she would probably be quiet for a while, but with the greeting she received she wondered what type of personality this mare possessed. Who was she, what is her position. All would be known soon. As for Rhy...she knew the mare was a feline shifter as well...she hoped that after all the greetings and chatting that they could have a little fun feline scuffle...she could use a little practice using those claws. They could come in handy someday.
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the jungle panther of atrox and shadowmere
ugh sorry its so late!! It got buried and I totally forgot I could subscribe to threads, but hey I found it and its not too late since she has not really talked to much of anyone yet!