“What do you fear, lady?' he asked. 'A cage,' she said.”; All Kingdom

[Ygritte]

BETTER BEWARE, I GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE

Time was ticking by slowly. The bay and salmon woman had not seemed to notice how quickly the sun had risen and set over the passed few months. Ygritte could no longer scent Farren or even Mandan. The most recent was Kreios and hints of Nairne's still mingles with the dampness of the waterfall's mist.

Amber pools shifted over the topography in an earnest search for another face, another sound. The Falls seemed to have been abandoned by all except the mare. Of course Texas always lingered around and she imagined he would still haunt even after their conversation they had a while ago. Coral tinted appendages move Ygritte to place her hooves in the softness of the sand, the roar of the waters driving away the worry that had started to bloom in her chest.

Nares expand to inhale the wildness that surrounds her, taking root in her soul. The humidity of the waters tickling her nostrils and causing her to sneeze.

The woman shifts with a sigh, worry touching her features and furrowing her brow before she decides to give a call. The tones are thicker than before, stronger, heavier. Ygritte has felt a change in her. Something has shifted and now the pieces lined up differently and she feels a strength in her that she had not felt before.

Dark pools watch for any sign of another horse in the kingdom. Ygritte would need every bit of help to rebuild their beloved kingdom.

Ygritte.