09-06-2016, 09:08 AM
now don’t you understand…that I’m never changing who I am?
Reagan had known women like Lexa quite well… for you see, as time goes, the characters same, but the kinds of characters never change. She had known many queens, and had had more in common with Lexa than she ever would know possible; and she hoped one day to see the other mare again. This one, this little black filly who so needed someone to look after her, continued to weep for the loss of her mother, and Reagan could not help but reach down and stroke her rump to let her know that everything was going to be okay. She had a home and a direction for them to go, and she intended to take this one with her.
“You can come with me, little one. And you may call me whatever you want. If you feel that ‘Aunt’ is a good title, then I will go for that, for I will always label myself a sister of the jungle to which you loved so well.” Heading off in the direction of the mountain to follow Romek, she calls back to Jinju to see if she still would like a home with the older grey mare. “Would you like to come with me, my dear?” I will make sure there is plenty to eat and drink on the way, and we can rest as often as you feel you need to.”
“You can come with me, little one. And you may call me whatever you want. If you feel that ‘Aunt’ is a good title, then I will go for that, for I will always label myself a sister of the jungle to which you loved so well.” Heading off in the direction of the mountain to follow Romek, she calls back to Jinju to see if she still would like a home with the older grey mare. “Would you like to come with me, my dear?” I will make sure there is plenty to eat and drink on the way, and we can rest as often as you feel you need to.”