Only the love for her kingdom could have the power to drag her out into this insane cold. The jungle girl could not stand the cold, warm springs to the other kingdoms are cold to her, so obviously winter was hell. She shifts into her feline form, surprisingly this form is warmer, she wonders why. Large black paws sink deeply into the sparkling blankets of white, moonlight washing over her sleek back. Tail hung low, flicking side to side irritably. Her journey is not too long, for the field now comes into view, horses spot the winter scenery, big groups, couples, heck, singles even. Our feline girl wishes not to scare, so she shifts back into her compact, thin haired, equine body.
She strides along, shivering slightly as a cool night breeze ruffled her thick ebony mane and nipped at her warm neck underneath. She pushes into a slow jog, her head held low, pushing herself up a small incline. Here she can see all the action. Many were already spoken for and already on their way to new homes, but something curious piques her interest.
Her green eyes pinpoint a mare like none she has ever seen, skin scorched and partially raw, ears partially crumbled…what happened to her....she starts toward her, this mare is obviously in pain and cold...but a winged buckskin stag beats her there. She makes it just in time to catch his name...Magnus, he looked to have a few years under his belt. She notices how calm and collected he is, how he looks into her eyes and not her body. She smiles, he is respectful to do so, and Naga follows suit.
Hello, I am Naga of the Amazons. You must be freezing, I know I am, but that is because I live in a rainforest…
She gets awkward, remember, our girl is not very good with her social skills….though her eyes show compassion, she is trying. But she hopes the mare before her does not take any offence. She looks Magnus, feeling rude for not introducing herself to him as well. She nods her head to him apologetically, her voice sincere.
I’m sorry Magnus, I have a bit of a one track mind. It is a pleasure meeting you as well. Though I wish I could say I also love the cold...but I’m a jungle girl...
She does not want to push right into asking the mare about considering to live in the Amazons just yet, even though she feels that the warmth of the Jungle would be good for her in the state she is in, it would be more comfortable. But she waits, she wants to give her a chance to open up to them. She hopes she is not off put by her awkward greeting.
naga
the jungle panther of atrox and shadowmere