This Kingdom Will Grow Yet [JEDI, YGRITTE]

[Ygritte]

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

Amber eyes drift to watch the tiny twins stare at he painted stallion and golden mare. They would be like this for a bit as the world was wide and far too big for the likes of newborn twins. Ygritte's attention moves the face of the fetching painted stallion. His inquiry as to the warrior caste causes her to tilt her skull, a single edge of her lip curling as if in a silent approval. The flower crown poll nodding slightly. "Jedi, the tasks of a warrior are not easy ones. They are responsible for patrolling our borders, willing to risk life and limb. Warriors must hold mock battles when the threat of danger is low as to hone their skills. They must also participate in recruiting new members just as the diplomatic caste does. Just as I do myself. Does this sound appealing to you?"

The bay mare's voice is low as she nears the bay, drawing close to his face. The Falls needed an army and the fact he inquires excited the salmon pointed mare but it is a serious task that is not taken lightly. Her eyes search his own, swimming in their depths and prying for weakness. Ygritte wanted Jedi to realize the weight of the warrior and still accept it willingly. She did not want him to feel forced into the task.

Ygritte.