"Not at the moment," Sirana replied. For a moment, she turned her gaze down, then to the herd. Her eyes drifted over the members, including the new mare.
"I do not need anything, but I do wish to ask you something," Sirana said, turning to look at her father. Her fiery red chestnut mane fell over both sides of her neck, her long forelock in her eyes as she met her sire's eyes.
"Why did you choose me Father? Why me, of all your foals? Was it because I was the oldest? I wish to know. I also want to know why you didn't tell me when I was younger, when I would've had more time to process this. I've come to accept what will happen in the next months, but I just need to know," Sirana said. The filly was no longer angry at her father for giving her away to Phaedrus' herd, but all she wanted was to know.
If she knew why before she left, that would be enough.
@[Archam]
"I do not need anything, but I do wish to ask you something," Sirana said, turning to look at her father. Her fiery red chestnut mane fell over both sides of her neck, her long forelock in her eyes as she met her sire's eyes.
"Why did you choose me Father? Why me, of all your foals? Was it because I was the oldest? I wish to know. I also want to know why you didn't tell me when I was younger, when I would've had more time to process this. I've come to accept what will happen in the next months, but I just need to know," Sirana said. The filly was no longer angry at her father for giving her away to Phaedrus' herd, but all she wanted was to know.
If she knew why before she left, that would be enough.
@[Archam]