hold me in this wild, wild world; Army/Any&All

[Djinni]

djinni

Djinni will never be a warrior.

Not a good one anyway. She knows how to use hoof and tooth to defend herself and perhaps a handful of others, but her blood will never sing for conflict the way that it does for those truly skilled in warcraft. The grullo mare has always suspected that Brennen was one of those for whom it did.

It’s been several months since she has been in Nerine, but she has not forgotten the way that the sand sinks beneath her hooves as she responds to the bay stallion’s call. He looks at ease against the backdrop of the green sea, and she gives him a warm smile that matches her sea-green eyes. She looks at the other faces assembled too, her sharp gazing flicking from one to the next. Many are strangers to her as well, new recruits to the seaside realm since her last visit.

“I’m Djinni,” she tells them in her rough voice, the deep tone a clash against her doelike expression and petite stature. “Swimming is a good stamina builder,” she continues, “Though the winter riptides can be dangerous.” It’s hard to imagine winter when they are standing in the summer sun, but her knowledge of the seasons here suggests familiarity with the land that does not mesh with her sudden appearance and the smell of autumnal Sylva.

She has always enjoyed clashing in a multitude of way – the lime green and burnt orange of her mane is just the surface.

all my fragile strength is gone

I know this is an old thread that I should have replied to ages ago, but I figured that it might get revived with the announcement of the nerine gladiator thing