12-17-2015, 01:40 PM
yael
When Yael had left the demanding twins in the Field, she had been almost positive of two things: first; that Nao didn’t like her, and two; that they would not be coming to the Desert any time soon. That is, and never will be a surprise to the once-Queen. Give a horse the option between sweet grass, a pine forest, and a desert, they will usually choose the first two. Few are made to sweat beneath the sun, or find beauty in the constant shifting of the brilliant sands (no longer pink - but back to their normal color), and Yael has come to accept it. She is happy again, with her sun and stars and growing clan of orphans - she’s always had a soft spot for kids. Nevermind that one will always be half wild, and another is undead and rotting, while a third was snatched from Scorch’s womb by Camrynn (what was the plan with that one? She may never know).
Her own children abandon her (a harsh term, but sometimes she feels irrationally angry about it), so she collects new ones. Maybe one day a great deal more will call her Ima.
That someone has surprised Yael is notable in and of itself. It doesn’t happen very often. She laughs out loud, though no one is around to hear her. Well, well, well… she briefly wonders if her dragon form might be more appropriate, considering that it is her most impressive (and least used) shape. Ah, but then maybe not. They may have come because of the dragon, but if they’re going to stay, they’ll have to get used to her regular form. The dainty woman appears shortly after they arrive, materializing a few feet away from them, but directly ahead. She fixes them with a curious gaze and slight smile (she is, after all, just a tad skeptical - as she is sure they are). “Nao. Eekaro. T’is ees a surprise. Good to see you bote again.” She turns a bit and gestures with a wing for them to come in, and indicates into the interior. “Come, t’ere ees an oasees not too far away. Eet xas shade and vater, and ees far more comfortable zen out xere.”
Waiting for them to draw up beside her, Yael then starts a steady pace towards the oasis, eager to hear whatever it is they came for.
Her own children abandon her (a harsh term, but sometimes she feels irrationally angry about it), so she collects new ones. Maybe one day a great deal more will call her Ima.
That someone has surprised Yael is notable in and of itself. It doesn’t happen very often. She laughs out loud, though no one is around to hear her. Well, well, well… she briefly wonders if her dragon form might be more appropriate, considering that it is her most impressive (and least used) shape. Ah, but then maybe not. They may have come because of the dragon, but if they’re going to stay, they’ll have to get used to her regular form. The dainty woman appears shortly after they arrive, materializing a few feet away from them, but directly ahead. She fixes them with a curious gaze and slight smile (she is, after all, just a tad skeptical - as she is sure they are). “Nao. Eekaro. T’is ees a surprise. Good to see you bote again.” She turns a bit and gestures with a wing for them to come in, and indicates into the interior. “Come, t’ere ees an oasees not too far away. Eet xas shade and vater, and ees far more comfortable zen out xere.”
Waiting for them to draw up beside her, Yael then starts a steady pace towards the oasis, eager to hear whatever it is they came for.