swallowed by the waves (Scorch, Any)

[Naga]

It had been weeks since she had last seen her terrible mother and strange elder brother, and she was glad of it. Large saucer like green eyes gleamed with annoyance at the thought of them. Naga was born out of Shadowmere, one of the most twisted power hungry failures of all time. Naga knew she and her brother were working together to manipulate her into using her secret gift to do the unthinkable. So, just a few weeks ago the black maiden managed to separate herself from her twisted family and run as far as she could. Naga kept up a steady pace, now at a brisk trot to conserve energy. She knew her family would be looking for her, so it was best she went somewhere her mother would never look for her. Naga's mind was full of bad memories, she tried hard to shake them. Her ears desperately straining to concentrate on the sound of the late winter rain. Hearing it shower down on the now thickening canopy of tree branches. The clashing temperatures of the remaining snow and the warming climate made a thick mist shroud the forest around her, making everything look eerily hazy and calm. She realized now it was much warmer....she must be right where she planned on going. She could smell the strange flora of the jungle, it filled her nostrils with its thick sweetness. The dark maiden wanted this to be the scent that stuck to her coat like a badge.  The snow was gone here...a warm breeze caressed her shining black pelt. This is it... she thought outloud, now coming to a clearing. Naga stood on the edge of the trees, looking down into the Amazon's Jungle territory. She knew of the Amazons, and knew that if she were to become a sister, she would be safe here. She did not want to live a solitary life of manipulation and deception, and the only way not to, was to come here. The young green eyed mare stood nervously, letting out a semi worried but beneign whinny. She felt if she stayed here that maybe someone would come to her and invite her further. She was not to start off on the wrong hoof here, respect is more important than just rushing in. She knew her mother could not have traced her here this fast..there was no way. She continues to try to convince herself to relax, but it is more easier said than done. Naga's head drops a bit and her sides heave, just now she realizes how tired she is. She had gone so far so fast, she wondered if when someone invites her in that she might be frozen in place due to being so tired. She shook her head lightly, sending water droplets off the tip of her muzzle and off of her sun bleached forelock. The time for a better future begins now... OOC: It is so bad...I know....but hey, Ive never posted her before AND I am super rusty!! But I will get better after a few posts I promise. Plus I just need to get the hang of her character. ☾