04-01-2017, 12:58 PM
 Tyrna Like a shadow dancing on the edge
Tyrna is among the last to arrive, but she still shows. The steel mare stands at the back of the gathering, hiding in the trees if she is being honest. Ruan said he would never call her like a pet, and he didn't. She said he would never have to stand alone, which is why she is here, but his words surprise her. The gathering, reminiscent of the meeting held so many short months ago, feels cold. Not just from the bite to the air, but from the ice in his words. Tyrna had not been a member of the quiet Taiga for as long as some, but she still loved it fiercely and would gladly go to war for any of the members that also called the forest home, but this was different, personal. Ruan's statements are cordial and brief, but there is something lurking in them that shocks her. Her blues eyes seek his, offering what comfort and warmth she can from the shadows. Needing him to find her, to know that no matter what happens he isn't alone anymore. She surveys the gathered crowd, the young and old, all who call this magical forest home, and finds herself wondering who will stay. Some are hostile towards their monarch, others confused. All, it seems, are waiting with bated breath for the revelation that he is about to deliver to them. And she hopes beyond hope that he knows what he's doing. She can't bear to see him hurt. Silver dapple sabino|Mare|Andalusian Hybrid |