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

[Ygritte]

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

The salmon pointed mare did not waste any time escorting the golden woman from the field. Tinted lobes flicker without any pause as Ygritte stands beside Ashara. The palomino had happened upon Beqanna in a time of turmoil. A slight smile touches the bay mare's lips as she moves, encouraging the honey colored mare to follow suit. Though the bay was now visibly pregnant, she still moved quickly.

A few moments pass before Ygritte speaks, relaxing more so once they put some space between them and the field. "The Falls is a wonderful home, Ashara. You will be happy there." Her tones are genuine but touched slightly with a bit of worry. She chooses to speak no more as the pair pass through the edge of Forest Frontiers and the Cascade.

The scent of the mist is what first greets them on the very cusp of the Falls territory. A smile crosses Ygritte's lips and she sighs softly as the slender limbs (a bit swollen) pick up and the wide belly swings in return. "Home sweet home, my friend." Visage cast over a shoulder to witness the palomino's reaction to the thick foliage and freshness of the waters. Each hoof-fall draws them to the center, the very source of their name sake. At first it is a lull like static on a channel-less television but the closer they drew the louder it became till a roar, a throb, a heartbeat.

"We are a small kingdom but we are growing..." Her smile fades and her features cloud, brow furrowed slightly. "The past king...he was preoccupied with other things." Ygritte speaks methodically, plucking her words like the prettiest roses. She would be civil despite recent events. Hell, Ygritte knew when he stepped up it was only because Shatter Me had abandoned the kingdom and her daughter never seemed to have taken the crown at all and so the old grizzled bay took their places just for that- a place marker. Like a strip of faded paper in an old book.

"You are free to come and go as you please should you desire a herd life as well. But should you feel to want to dedicate yourself to the Falls we have a caste system, sides, if you will. Sides consisting of a balance between warriors and diplomats. I hope perhaps either of those sounding appealing." She shifts her weight, belly swaying slightly. Ygritte wished to end her introduction but there was still more she needed to inform Ashara. "On the outside of our land is a war going on between the Gates and the Chamber. Other sides such as the Amazons, the Dale, and the Valley have allied themselves with their chosen side. The Falls has decided to remain neutral though we extend our waters to everyone." The healing powers of the Falls was indeed a great asset. "I believe the war to end soon." Her words are steely and certain. Beqanna could not continue to rage or it would tear itself apart like in the old times.

Ygritte gives herself a shake, flicking the salmon hued tresses in a lively splay. Spring was finally embracing Beqanna and the warmth of the dappled sunlight along with the light humidity of the waterfall's mist warmed the mare's flesh, thawing her bones from a long winter. She straightens herself now, smoothing bits of flowers that stuck in her mane. The sounds of fresh spring chicks reaching them in the crispness of the late morning.

Ygritte.

@[Ashara]