Siba just didn't know how much longer she could depend on him. After so many moons apart, the young filly and her dam finally encountered Nymphetamine in the Meadow, glad to see him following the Reckoning. Nymphetamine told the two mares that they were welcome to seek refuge in the Tephra, and Siba desired to follow, but Nitika had nothing to say after Nymphetamine left the two of them in the Meadow. Siba didn't really understand what was going on with her dam. First the mare wanted to see the blood-bay stallion, now she wanted nothing to do with him? Her thought process was going haywire nowadays, and, finally, it reached a boiling point.
Siba couldn't take it anymore. She needed a new refuge for her dam, someplace that didn't remind her of the blood bay stallion that Siba had hardly seen in almost a year now.
She had once admired her sire, remembering all those days they'd spent together in the Chamber as he taught her how to fight and stand up for herself. But after the Reckoning, everything changed, and whether or not Nymphetamine was doing well it the Tephra, Siba couldn't take Nitika there. Maybe one day, she's go there herself, to see her sire, but right now, she needed to get help. Because if Nitika couldn't make up her mind, Siba would have to do it for her.
Siba knew it wasn't as simple as finding some other stallion her dam could love, or another that could give her a foal and something to look forward too. Maybe that was what her dam needed, another foal to focus her attention on, but the foals this season had already been born and there were no stallions out there seeking a mare for their harem. Siba didn't want that anyway, not for her dam. She didn't want her reduced to the role of a broodmare, not when she deserved more for raising the filly on her own and trying to make sure Siba still looked up to her sire.
Within a few days after departing the Meadow, the filly and mare reached the border of a relatively new kingdom in comparison to the others. She'd heard a little of this place, Hyaline, but not much beyond that it was ruled by siblings, named Amet and Set if she remembered correctly. She didn't know how many horses lived here, or what king of system the siblings used to rule, but Siba didn't care right now. If the sibling rulers were willing to give the mare and filly a home, that was all she was concerned with.
The two had been walking for a good while, but the sight of the red maples lifted Siba's spirits. She had heard this was a sign that the kingdom was within reach, so she trotted up the small incline, looking down over the hill at the kingdom's territory below. Her eyes went wide at the beautiful sight she took in, the land jagged and torn like it had been the subject of an earthquake but still quite majestic. A myriad of trees dotted the landscape, all of different types and colors, even some Siba had never seen. In the middle of it all, a lake glittered like ocean water, the bright color a mirror of Siba's blue eyes. The filly couldn't help but let out an excited whinny, drawing the interest of the mare trailing up the hill behind her.
"What is it?" Nitika questioned. Siba withheld a gasp, just happy she'd heard her dam speak. The mare had hardly said a word since Nymphetamine left the two of them in the Meadow.
Siba smiled at her dam, turning around to nuzzle her, "It's a lake down there mom. It's absolutely beautiful; there are trees and bright green grass and the land doesn't seem to end."
Nitika didn't smile, but Siba saw a bit of her dam's spirit return. She'd learned to pick up on the minuscule brightening of her eyes, eyes so much like her own. The filly nudged her dam's shoulder before walking to the edge of the hill.
"I'm going to see if anyone is here, to see if they'll let us stay." Nitika's attention had once again returned to the ground, but Siba did not comment on it. It would take a lot more than a new home to shake the paint mare out of this. Letting out a small sigh, the filly's eyes turned back to the lake, her one good eye brightening with excitement before she tilted her head back.
Much like both her parents, Siba had inherited a powerful call. The filly tilted her head back and opened her muzzle, her throat rumbling with the high-pitched whinny she let out, calling for the kingdom's residents and/or leaders to see if any horse would come their way and see what their business was here. Whether one or both the mare and filly were accepted, Siba would not feel troubled. If only one of them could be taken, she would be sure it would be Nitika, because she wasn't sure if the mare could survive on her own right now.
So, with that in mind, the filly waited, her one good blue eye scanning the jagged terrain to see if she could spot any approaching horses. While she kept an eye out, Nitika grazed, seemingly uninterested in what was going on around her.
Siba stood close to her dam, weighing their options in her mind. She'd been to a number of kingdoms, but so far, nothing made Nitika want to stay. Pangea was definitely out of the question, since shortly after they left, it sank back into the ocean. Ischia was a no-go; Nitika couldn't make that journey in her state of mind. Sylva was a possibility; she'd heard some of her dam's friends still lived there. She could go back to the other places to, to check them out, but going through her options, Siba was coming to one conclusion.
If this place didn't work out, then, more than likely, they'd have to go to the Tephra. Whether or not Nitika wanted it, Siba had to find a good place for her. Whether it meant seeing her sire everyday, Siba wouldn't be displeased, but Nitika might, if her state of mind was anything to go by. She could be upset at seeing him, or she might be thrilled.
Either way, Siba would check this place out first. So they waited, hoping to see some sign of a kingdom inhabitant soon.
Siba couldn't take it anymore. She needed a new refuge for her dam, someplace that didn't remind her of the blood bay stallion that Siba had hardly seen in almost a year now.
She had once admired her sire, remembering all those days they'd spent together in the Chamber as he taught her how to fight and stand up for herself. But after the Reckoning, everything changed, and whether or not Nymphetamine was doing well it the Tephra, Siba couldn't take Nitika there. Maybe one day, she's go there herself, to see her sire, but right now, she needed to get help. Because if Nitika couldn't make up her mind, Siba would have to do it for her.
Siba knew it wasn't as simple as finding some other stallion her dam could love, or another that could give her a foal and something to look forward too. Maybe that was what her dam needed, another foal to focus her attention on, but the foals this season had already been born and there were no stallions out there seeking a mare for their harem. Siba didn't want that anyway, not for her dam. She didn't want her reduced to the role of a broodmare, not when she deserved more for raising the filly on her own and trying to make sure Siba still looked up to her sire.
Within a few days after departing the Meadow, the filly and mare reached the border of a relatively new kingdom in comparison to the others. She'd heard a little of this place, Hyaline, but not much beyond that it was ruled by siblings, named Amet and Set if she remembered correctly. She didn't know how many horses lived here, or what king of system the siblings used to rule, but Siba didn't care right now. If the sibling rulers were willing to give the mare and filly a home, that was all she was concerned with.
The two had been walking for a good while, but the sight of the red maples lifted Siba's spirits. She had heard this was a sign that the kingdom was within reach, so she trotted up the small incline, looking down over the hill at the kingdom's territory below. Her eyes went wide at the beautiful sight she took in, the land jagged and torn like it had been the subject of an earthquake but still quite majestic. A myriad of trees dotted the landscape, all of different types and colors, even some Siba had never seen. In the middle of it all, a lake glittered like ocean water, the bright color a mirror of Siba's blue eyes. The filly couldn't help but let out an excited whinny, drawing the interest of the mare trailing up the hill behind her.
"What is it?" Nitika questioned. Siba withheld a gasp, just happy she'd heard her dam speak. The mare had hardly said a word since Nymphetamine left the two of them in the Meadow.
Siba smiled at her dam, turning around to nuzzle her, "It's a lake down there mom. It's absolutely beautiful; there are trees and bright green grass and the land doesn't seem to end."
Nitika didn't smile, but Siba saw a bit of her dam's spirit return. She'd learned to pick up on the minuscule brightening of her eyes, eyes so much like her own. The filly nudged her dam's shoulder before walking to the edge of the hill.
"I'm going to see if anyone is here, to see if they'll let us stay." Nitika's attention had once again returned to the ground, but Siba did not comment on it. It would take a lot more than a new home to shake the paint mare out of this. Letting out a small sigh, the filly's eyes turned back to the lake, her one good eye brightening with excitement before she tilted her head back.
Much like both her parents, Siba had inherited a powerful call. The filly tilted her head back and opened her muzzle, her throat rumbling with the high-pitched whinny she let out, calling for the kingdom's residents and/or leaders to see if any horse would come their way and see what their business was here. Whether one or both the mare and filly were accepted, Siba would not feel troubled. If only one of them could be taken, she would be sure it would be Nitika, because she wasn't sure if the mare could survive on her own right now.
So, with that in mind, the filly waited, her one good blue eye scanning the jagged terrain to see if she could spot any approaching horses. While she kept an eye out, Nitika grazed, seemingly uninterested in what was going on around her.
Siba stood close to her dam, weighing their options in her mind. She'd been to a number of kingdoms, but so far, nothing made Nitika want to stay. Pangea was definitely out of the question, since shortly after they left, it sank back into the ocean. Ischia was a no-go; Nitika couldn't make that journey in her state of mind. Sylva was a possibility; she'd heard some of her dam's friends still lived there. She could go back to the other places to, to check them out, but going through her options, Siba was coming to one conclusion.
If this place didn't work out, then, more than likely, they'd have to go to the Tephra. Whether or not Nitika wanted it, Siba had to find a good place for her. Whether it meant seeing her sire everyday, Siba wouldn't be displeased, but Nitika might, if her state of mind was anything to go by. She could be upset at seeing him, or she might be thrilled.
Either way, Siba would check this place out first. So they waited, hoping to see some sign of a kingdom inhabitant soon.