Kreios
wildcat of the falls
I don’t miss the snowy stallion’s inspection of my feet, and if I casually stretch out one forefoot and extended the claws to press firmly into the soil, creating four indents in the loamy earth, it’s surely just coincidence. “It’s nice to meet you,” I reply, nodding my head with a smile to both the stallion and to the tortoise. For all I know, Darwin is a horse as well, currently shifted into a reptile. I have certainly seen stranger things.
When Ramiel speaks again, I meet his gaze with my dark eyes, and smile. “Both have their appeal,” I tell him, knowing that it was the Falls temperate similarity to my birthland that immediately drew me to it. I hear the sound of rustling branches with sharp ears, and turn to see a familiar brown and pink horse emerging from the woods. With an eager smile, I greet Ygritte with a nudge to the shoulder and a gentle tug at her mane, but turn back to Ramiel before the attention that I pay to her borders on disrespectful to my current company. I wait until she’s greeted them both, and Weir has replied, and then respond to the grey king’s concerns.
“Ygritte and I are the new monarchs,” I tell him, gesturing to the salmon pointed mare beside me. “We’ve no intention of requiring anyone to live outside their chosen kingdom to uphold an alliance.” That was something that Texas had abolished – though as far as I know the old man had never actually bothered to let the other kingdoms know of his decision. “Friendly steals and challenges, support in times of need, and perhaps the opportunity for our army to mock with your soldiers. It gets tiring sparring with the same companions every month.” I smile at that, knowing that at times it’s frustrating to have no outlet for excess energy, and also that I’m past due for a challenge of my own to refresh my skills.
Once I’ve spoken, I turn to Ygritte, knowing that she’ll likely have something to add.
i’m screaming the name of a foreigner’s god