01-14-2016, 07:00 PM
After saying a farewell to Phaedrus, Loka began to listen to all Brynmor had to say. It was true that she was worried, a bit scared of course, but only because she had never done anything like this before. She was raised naive and never had the chance to see for herself how brutal the world could be, but she hoped the Tundra would removed her innocence.
As Brynmor explained that she would hold no ranks, she felt slight disappointment. However the way Brynmor clearly felt of the Tundra made her eager and rushed to see it, because he clearly felt strongly about his home. More then anything Loka hoped to feel that way about the Tundra, and to find herself falling in love with cold air and icy walls he talked about.
The grey stallion's pace was slow and steady, which she was used from her long distance travel. Although she didn't know how far away the Tundra was, she suspected it to be a long ways away. A land covered in snow must be far away, right? Also, this Hurricane stallion that ruled the land, would he be kind? Would she be accepted? She kept those questions to herself, and decided that she'd find out soon enough.
Another growing curiosity of Lokas was of Brynmor's past, and how he had found himself in Tundra. Yet she kept her mouth shut and let Brynmor's words fill the air, because after all, his past was none of her business. "I'm sure Roan and Oona are very kind, and perhaps more horses will come to the Tundra later" She commented when he spoke of the mares, although her words were more of hopes then statements. Her imagination took hold of each word Brynmor said, and she added, "I'll get used to the cold, and I've always been fond of snow."
Her heartbeat speed up as she saw the walls of the Tundra in the distance, and she felt Brynmor's pace quicken, so she matched his. Glancing at Brynmor, she whinnied in amazement, "Brynmor, I've never seen ice like that, it truly is magnificent."
On Brynmor's welcoming words, Loka felt a shiver of wonder fall down her pale spine, and her eyes widened as she entered into the Kingdom.
As Brynmor explained that she would hold no ranks, she felt slight disappointment. However the way Brynmor clearly felt of the Tundra made her eager and rushed to see it, because he clearly felt strongly about his home. More then anything Loka hoped to feel that way about the Tundra, and to find herself falling in love with cold air and icy walls he talked about.
The grey stallion's pace was slow and steady, which she was used from her long distance travel. Although she didn't know how far away the Tundra was, she suspected it to be a long ways away. A land covered in snow must be far away, right? Also, this Hurricane stallion that ruled the land, would he be kind? Would she be accepted? She kept those questions to herself, and decided that she'd find out soon enough.
Another growing curiosity of Lokas was of Brynmor's past, and how he had found himself in Tundra. Yet she kept her mouth shut and let Brynmor's words fill the air, because after all, his past was none of her business. "I'm sure Roan and Oona are very kind, and perhaps more horses will come to the Tundra later" She commented when he spoke of the mares, although her words were more of hopes then statements. Her imagination took hold of each word Brynmor said, and she added, "I'll get used to the cold, and I've always been fond of snow."
Her heartbeat speed up as she saw the walls of the Tundra in the distance, and she felt Brynmor's pace quicken, so she matched his. Glancing at Brynmor, she whinnied in amazement, "Brynmor, I've never seen ice like that, it truly is magnificent."
On Brynmor's welcoming words, Loka felt a shiver of wonder fall down her pale spine, and her eyes widened as she entered into the Kingdom.