09-14-2016, 11:12 AM
breaking waves of change
Thank the universe that winter was beginning to break it's strong hold over the land. Naga was sick of the snow, and sick of the cold, bitter wind. Leaving the Forest was hard, having found it being much warmer than anywhere else in the common lands this season. Bit, as she walked out of the wooded outskirts of the meadow and into the clearing, she was pleasantly surprised to see winter blooming flowers peeking up and blooming through the now crispy wet snow. Colors were starting to peak out slightly, making her feel better that Spring was finally right around the corner. She continues on, flared nostrils drawing in the fresh scents of the meadow, it had been so long since she had come here. It was comfortingly the same, though as she walked groups of horses chatting amongst themselves, one mare in particular caught her wandering green eyes. Our dark woman watches in intrigue, as a winged grulla mare bounds and lets a call out to a hawk circling overhead. She seemed quite interesting, she reminded her of herself when she was younger. Naga let out a deep welcoming whinny, she had never seen this mare before, but she wanted to get to know her a bit. Her deep velvet voice strung through the air in steamy tendrils.
"Good morning, that hawk is quite regal isn't he? My name is Naga, nice to meet you."
With a soft smile, and her green eyes sparkling, she then waits for the bubbly winged girl to speak. She bows her head in respectful greeting, unlike her mother, she had manners. Shadowmere would have given her a swift bite and would have told her she need not give respect to anyone who was "common", but of course she never heeded her mothers words. Thank goodness she got away from her all those years ago. She was glad the sisters of the jungle had taught her to be respectful and her own woman, because now, she was to be queen of the Amazon sisters. She wondered if this mare had a home, she looked like she would be a fine sister.
Naga