09-10-2016, 07:43 AM
Jinju
Her curiosity had been sparked when she had watched Reagan leaving their new home. However, it had been the fear of again losing someone dear – losing a mother twice had already been hard enough for the inky black girl – that had driven her to follow the short gray mare. It wasn’t like she was afraid that Reagan would abandon her, like her dam had done, but Jinju was afraid that she would suddenly disappear, in a similar way she had lost her adoptive mother. She probably could have ran to catch up, but the fair of being send back had stopped her from doing so. She just followed her ‘aunt’ a little behind.
The cold did no longer bother her, even though her dark coat was still quite thin. All due to Reagan’s magic, which had turned her pretty green necklace into a comfortable scar that warmed her from within. The Taiga was slowly starting to become more and more home, but deep in her heart Jinju still missed the Jungle’s vegetation. But the pine tree forest was still better than the open fields. Her ruby eyes glance around the field a bit hesitant, unsure if she should follow Reagan out in the open here, where everybody would be able to see her. But, her aunt wouldn’t send her back on her own now, right? That would be far too long for a filly alone.
She doesn’t run, but her walk is quite quick. She feels vulnerable, but the icy terrain is still too unfamiliar for her to move quicker. ”Aunt Reagan!” she calls out, in her mind finally making herself known to the gray magician, silently begging that she wouldn’t be send back. She stops at the gray and greenish mare’s side, only to curiously study the stranger. Jinju stood close to Reagan, hiding herself against her side, hesitant and shy in front of the silver black stallion.
The cold did no longer bother her, even though her dark coat was still quite thin. All due to Reagan’s magic, which had turned her pretty green necklace into a comfortable scar that warmed her from within. The Taiga was slowly starting to become more and more home, but deep in her heart Jinju still missed the Jungle’s vegetation. But the pine tree forest was still better than the open fields. Her ruby eyes glance around the field a bit hesitant, unsure if she should follow Reagan out in the open here, where everybody would be able to see her. But, her aunt wouldn’t send her back on her own now, right? That would be far too long for a filly alone.
She doesn’t run, but her walk is quite quick. She feels vulnerable, but the icy terrain is still too unfamiliar for her to move quicker. ”Aunt Reagan!” she calls out, in her mind finally making herself known to the gray magician, silently begging that she wouldn’t be send back. She stops at the gray and greenish mare’s side, only to curiously study the stranger. Jinju stood close to Reagan, hiding herself against her side, hesitant and shy in front of the silver black stallion.