11-23-2016, 07:00 AM
Jinju
Her ruby eyes twinkle upon hearing Ruan’s greeting, offering him a smile at the same time, but he doesn’t hold her attention long, even though she stays closely at his side. It is the pale stranger that speaks up first, the one with the silly bunny tail. She does not notice the slight change in the mare upon her own arrival, and even less that she isn’t the only one who eases somewhat at her sight. As the inky black girl tilts her head, still studying nervous looking one, but answering her smile with one of her own, a shy one though. However, she doesn’t get a chance to reply – either verbally or in any other way – as her mother shows up in her full glory. ”Mom!” she greets the gray mare, maybe a bit louder than was appropriate. She was about to move away from underneath Ruan’s wing, but stops when she notices the almost stern aura around her mother, surprising her and catching her off guard.
Jinju watches Magnus as he introduces himself, even though her mother had revealed his name already. His words are kind, voice pleasant to listen to, a charmer he is. Yet she cannot help it but to like him. But perhaps that’s because she simply is too young to know about politics and diplomacy. His story about memory loss intrigues her more. Was that something that really could happen? What if she would forget her parents? Or even worse, when they would forget about her? Without realising it her breath quickens, thoughts all over the place and mind in an overdrive. It is Ruan who snaps her out of it, as his wings tightens around her, like he was silently reassuring her that all was fine.
Just in time to hear Magnus tell them where they are from. Another land, different from theirs, but in some way the same. Then states the purpose of their visit, but the things he speaks of are still too complicated for Jinju’s young mind. Sure she knew the words, but not what he meant to say with them. Did he just came over to meet each other and be friends? Or was there more? Jinju is eager to speak up, to show them – or mostly the golden one – around, but she stays silent. Her father hadn’t replied to Magnus’ words, which confuses her. There must be a reason behind it, so the young black filly leaves it to her mother to reply.
All this time the black one had kept silent. Not joining the conversation, not even sharing her name. Because of this she is easily forgotten, that’s how Jinju experiences it at least. Until the dark woman catches her attention, out of the corner of her eye. Red eyes study the dark figure, curious to learn more about her. After all, the conversation was for adults, as Jinju didn’t follow it anyway.
Jinju watches Magnus as he introduces himself, even though her mother had revealed his name already. His words are kind, voice pleasant to listen to, a charmer he is. Yet she cannot help it but to like him. But perhaps that’s because she simply is too young to know about politics and diplomacy. His story about memory loss intrigues her more. Was that something that really could happen? What if she would forget her parents? Or even worse, when they would forget about her? Without realising it her breath quickens, thoughts all over the place and mind in an overdrive. It is Ruan who snaps her out of it, as his wings tightens around her, like he was silently reassuring her that all was fine.
Just in time to hear Magnus tell them where they are from. Another land, different from theirs, but in some way the same. Then states the purpose of their visit, but the things he speaks of are still too complicated for Jinju’s young mind. Sure she knew the words, but not what he meant to say with them. Did he just came over to meet each other and be friends? Or was there more? Jinju is eager to speak up, to show them – or mostly the golden one – around, but she stays silent. Her father hadn’t replied to Magnus’ words, which confuses her. There must be a reason behind it, so the young black filly leaves it to her mother to reply.
All this time the black one had kept silent. Not joining the conversation, not even sharing her name. Because of this she is easily forgotten, that’s how Jinju experiences it at least. Until the dark woman catches her attention, out of the corner of her eye. Red eyes study the dark figure, curious to learn more about her. After all, the conversation was for adults, as Jinju didn’t follow it anyway.