[open] the shine of gold [any!]

[Celeana]

⍢Celeana⍢

The amazonian warrior was silent. Lurking and listening to the argument, to the meaningless fight. This poor girl, trapped in a cage built of two men. Two men arguing about their own desires. One whom she had met briefly, Archam (Who was arguing in a settle manner) the other was a stranger (Who was arguing in an aggressive manner) to her. The stranger's name was picked up as the conversation continued. Until finally, Celeana had enough. She had to end this argument for the sake of that paint mare.

She steps inwards lashing her ebony laced tail in an aggressive manner, her head held high. She would show no mercy if it was necessary. Allowing her speckled hind quarters to swing out the girl threw a defiant kick at each of the boys to make her point, "Enough. I've seen far enough of this cruel game." She snaps sharply at the two stallions. Her azure gaze shifts onto the girl, no longer held down by the chains of pure pressure. "I'm Celeana of the Jungle." She states her words proudly allowing her gaze to reach both men. If Chemdog were to seek action upon her, Celeana would be sure to sneak a word into Lagertha. So the Jungle queen could beat the shit out of him if needed.

"Valaera is it?" She muses before getting straight to the point. "These men are offering you a cage. They yearn to control you. I am offering you a sisterhood. I am offering you freedom." She pauses briefly allowing a roguish smile to curl upon her lips. "In my kingdom you can chose to either become a warrior or a diplomat. You can rank up within the sisterhood." She speaks solely ignoring the two boys.

"So, Valaera. Are you suited for herd life? Or for being apart of a sisterhood?" She asks in an elegant tone. Truthfully Celeana just wanted to give this mare an exit, another choice to a life of freedom rather than being tied down with the limits of a herd life.

Ass-Kicker Of Men

@[Valaera] @[Chemdog] @[Archam]
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