where the buffalo roam; any

[Ygritte]

She is intoxicated by him. His smile, his voice, his eyes--oh Beqanna gods above and below---his eyes capture, caress, hold her. A mare once so alone. Brick by brick she had built those walls against the world. She had thought that solitude had suited her so well. She wore it like a shield-maiden in battle, hardened and strong. But in a bat of a lash this stallion dissipated all that she though she knew. His magic waved away her guard like brushing a few loose hairs that had fallen over her eyes in a soft and loving touch. He made her head so dizzy. She felt like a little filly chasing butterflies over the meadow, giggling and jumping except this butterfly did not flee from her. And in that very instant she felt her heart break the iron cage that had kept it prisoner and it soared.

Her breath catches in her throat and her heart skips when she realizes that it no longer belongs to her. She is alarmed and scared that this stallion...no, Mandan now held this precious piece of her. Never had this ever been intended and never so quickly! Ygritte was powerless and never had she been prepared for this but her heart is now lost to her. Gone, gone, gone. Mandan, this bashful bay boy, was her heart's capture. He had stolen it when she wasn't looking. But oh, she can't stop it...she doesn't want to stop it.

Through the fog of her delirium his words drift through like little snowflakes on an October morning. Each note tickling and enchanting and making her wish for more. "No..." Her voice is soft and dreamy as she meets his gaze. Her own girlish smile touching her lips effortlessly as she stays at his side. "I was born here but it has been a long time since I have been back. I am currently residing in the Dazzling Waterfalls." The Falls was a home for now. She didn't know if it was to be hers forever but for now she felt content living near the healing waters. It provided for the few horses that still lived there. "And you?" Melodically she speaks, eager to learn about him. His life, his past, his passions. This wild boy was everything she wasn't. This heart thief. This stallion. The reason she is smiling more than she ever had.

Mandan.

ygritte

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