08-02-2016, 01:33 PM
Xiomara
She noticed the way the mare shifted at the sharpness of her tone, her point had successfully gotten across. The odd part was as to why this mare shifted the way she did, her orbs studied Misra very carefully, looking for any clues. When Misra said that she could fly, her interest was peaked. Maybe this mare could be of use to her after all. All Xiomara needed was a cold place to call her own and where she would be promptly left alone. Xiomara had no problem obeying authority, as long as the leader proved themselves first. She would also be willing to protect such leader if the time or need every arises. As a matter of fact, becoming a warrior was something Xiomara had dreamed of for a very long time.
Ah.. this mare was here to recruit her, her presence finally made sense. "Unless your so called Chambers is cold and has little living things, then I have no interest in going. I do not need refuge, as I can take care of myself. " Although Xiomara knew she sounded extremely rude, it couldn't be helped. All she wanted was her own little cold place to rest. Her head sharply nodded at the welcoming and she stared a the mare, not uttering another word to her.