the dead are gone
They are soon joined by a striking winged blue mare, and Lexa’s hair stands on end when the scent hits her nose. A Chamberling. Her lips peel back to bare her teeth, but she forces them back down with more than a little difficulty. The war is over and the blue mare is not being particularly aggressive, even if her mere presence rather offends Lexa. And really, the field is really not the best place to start a fight.
She’s caught off guard and nearly chuckles when the chestnut stallion opens his mouth to address the painted mare. At the very least she can’t help the smirk that crawls across her lips. If he’s that concerned about a damn pair of wings, what on earth would he think of her abilities?
A sound catches her ear, and she turns to see a bright golden mare approaching them. Lexa is caught for a moment, transfixed. Not because of the gold (which is unusual to be sure, though she herself has a little gold colouring), but because of the intense feeling of familiarity. She doesn’t recognize the face, but she feels like she knows this mare … somehow.
She shakes her head (trying to clear the sensation) as the mare addresses the chestnut and Lexa smiles again as the stranger admonishes him. She briefly considers giving him a brief show of power, just to show him what else is out there, but clamps down on the thought. She’s going to keep what she can do under wraps … unless the Chamberling becomes a problem.
The painted girl finally speaks up and Lexa turns back to her, still smiling. Her smile widens just a little as the girl rejects the stallion and introduces herself with one quick statement. She’s surprised though when Eila immediately declines Yael’s offer as well and turns to look at Lexa and the Chamberling with a request for more information.
“Well, the Amazons is a kingdom of mostly mares.” She has no way of knowing that the girl already has a rudimentary knowledge of the kingdom. “And as for what your life will be like, well, that’s up to you! We have two castes - the army and the diplomats. I am personally a member of the army.” Her eyes momentarily flick to the blue mare. She doesn’t recognize her from the battle, but that doesn’t mean she wasn’t there. “Army members participate in mock battles to keep up their skills, and diplomats assist in our relationships with other kingdoms. And if you aren’t interested in either caste, that’s fine as well! We have plenty of horses that are simply residents of the kingdom.” She pauses, thinking. She’s given a pretty basic description of any kingdom, but what really makes the Amazons the Amazons? “We are a pretty close knit group and very loyal to each other.” They would die for each other, have died for each other … but that might be a little intense to mention for a recruiting spiel.
and the living are hungry.
lexa.