08-03-2016, 10:51 PM
Raxa seriously didn't know why she kept performing these favors for the other horses of her kingdom. Why had she agreed to accompany Eiria here again? Oh, right, because Anahi would probably go berserk if her two-year-old daughter went out alone. Raxa had figured Sirana wouldn't have been interested (something was going on there), and Nerius was still too young. Nitika was off spending time with her daughter in the Chamber, Archam was busy with his herd, and Jedi was training a new recruit to the Falls army.
So, by order of elimination, that left the brindled roan mare to look out for the champagne filly on her way to the Chamber. Eiria, being a naturally light-spirited creature, had tried to make conversation with the older mare. Whether it had been off-the-best topics or something about the happenings of the kingdom, Raxa was quiet enough that she hoped her ignoring Eiria's words would get the filly to stop talking.
No such luck there. Eiria simply kept trying, so, to get the filly off Raxa's back, the mare had settled for, at the most, four-word responses. Other than that, the journey was quiet, except for when Eiria settled for just talking out loud and not asking any questions to avoid total silence.
Raxa was somewhat grateful when they arrived at the Chamber's border; it meant something interesting would happen, and that hopefully Eiria would lose interest in talking to her.
The filly asked Raxa if she knew who ruled here, something that the mare did indeed have knowledge of. She didn't live here, and never had, but the benefits of traveling and engaging in a lot of mock battles brought knowledge and insight that horses who didn't journeyed outside their kingdom would never acquire.
"Yeah," Raxa replied. "His name is Killdare, from what I remember. I'm also sure he has a queen, but her name, I have never come by. I heard he's a fair king, persistent too, but not all his motives are always... I guess, seen with the better eye, for lack of better words."
Raxa picked up on the approaching presence first. The scarred warrior mare prepared herself for a fight, tightening her stance and stomping a hoof, ready to protect the champagne filly. Her blue eyes scanned the trees, picking out the form of a moving horse, despite its dark coat. She followed the horse's movements, turning her body so that, when the mare appeared, Raxa was between her and Eiria.
As she spoke, the mare circled Raxa and Eiria, like a vulture assessing its prey. Raxa would not have that. She began circling as well, only keeping her body in between the mare and Eiria to shield the filly. Even if she had never openly declared Anahi or her foals her friends, Raxa would be damned if any harm came to Eiria while she was here to protect her.
When the mare spoke of things changing in Beqanna, Raxa almost spat with disgust at the haughty tone in her voice, "Oh yeah? No kidding, and here I thought everything was fine, nothing's changed at all," she practically growled. Taking a step toward the mare, stomping a hoof, Raxa spoke up, "What business do you have threatening two visitors who came here to speak to the king?!"
So, by order of elimination, that left the brindled roan mare to look out for the champagne filly on her way to the Chamber. Eiria, being a naturally light-spirited creature, had tried to make conversation with the older mare. Whether it had been off-the-best topics or something about the happenings of the kingdom, Raxa was quiet enough that she hoped her ignoring Eiria's words would get the filly to stop talking.
No such luck there. Eiria simply kept trying, so, to get the filly off Raxa's back, the mare had settled for, at the most, four-word responses. Other than that, the journey was quiet, except for when Eiria settled for just talking out loud and not asking any questions to avoid total silence.
Raxa was somewhat grateful when they arrived at the Chamber's border; it meant something interesting would happen, and that hopefully Eiria would lose interest in talking to her.
The filly asked Raxa if she knew who ruled here, something that the mare did indeed have knowledge of. She didn't live here, and never had, but the benefits of traveling and engaging in a lot of mock battles brought knowledge and insight that horses who didn't journeyed outside their kingdom would never acquire.
"Yeah," Raxa replied. "His name is Killdare, from what I remember. I'm also sure he has a queen, but her name, I have never come by. I heard he's a fair king, persistent too, but not all his motives are always... I guess, seen with the better eye, for lack of better words."
Raxa picked up on the approaching presence first. The scarred warrior mare prepared herself for a fight, tightening her stance and stomping a hoof, ready to protect the champagne filly. Her blue eyes scanned the trees, picking out the form of a moving horse, despite its dark coat. She followed the horse's movements, turning her body so that, when the mare appeared, Raxa was between her and Eiria.
As she spoke, the mare circled Raxa and Eiria, like a vulture assessing its prey. Raxa would not have that. She began circling as well, only keeping her body in between the mare and Eiria to shield the filly. Even if she had never openly declared Anahi or her foals her friends, Raxa would be damned if any harm came to Eiria while she was here to protect her.
When the mare spoke of things changing in Beqanna, Raxa almost spat with disgust at the haughty tone in her voice, "Oh yeah? No kidding, and here I thought everything was fine, nothing's changed at all," she practically growled. Taking a step toward the mare, stomping a hoof, Raxa spoke up, "What business do you have threatening two visitors who came here to speak to the king?!"