i've got some damn bad intentions - nayl, anyone

[Nayl]

She spun the stars on her fingernails Nayl hadn’t anticipated gaining a throne, at least not yet. Although she mistrusted Naga she planned to give her the proper opportunity to rule, but the situation demanded a change. After a decade of always lying low Nayl expected this to be her life no matter how her heart yearned for more. Her blood runs thickly with powerful women and yet she struggled. It was with this changing world that Nayl took initiative and found herself – her true self. There was so much more that she was capable of, but it was with the increasing silence that she determined that her life was going awry. Only she could change it. And so, she did. There had been no disagreement for leadership between her and Djinni. Although their minds were in the same place (Nerine is dying under her leadership) their destinies were entirely different. The genie merely offered support while Nayl strove to end the silence through battle, albeit short-lived. It was their own teamwork. ”Then she was unfit,” she adds tersely with a shrug of her shoulders, ”Anyone needs to be up for a challenge and face obstacles if they want to succeed.” Nayl is entering queenship with minimal knowledge. She possessed no reminiscent qualities from the Jungle that would make her an adequate leader, but she stepped up to it. This new world molded her and chiseled away the roughened edges. She is still brash, still wiry in her mannerisms, but unbeknownst to her, she is all that her grandmother once was. But she will be better. A breath is exhaled slowly as she contemplates Djinni’s suggestion. A coy smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. They know where this is leading, but their peers would remain ignorant and blind to their intentions. Friends, they say, but there is so much more behind their words. ”Sylva,” she repeats thoughtfully as though weighing the option, but her decision has already been made. ”It’s such a quaint place with lovely trees.” Her trip there enlightened her just as she gained knowledge from every other piece of Beqanna she traversed. ”Yes, I think they would make some excellent friends for Nerine.” And just like that, the seal has been pressed and the orders given. Nayl covet and myrina's creation