06-07-2017, 09:43 PM
Before the young stallion could offer any words, another voice cut in; an unfamiliar one, but harsh from what Siba could tell. She had seemed to appear from thin air, cutting off the young stallion as she began to rant at Siba and Nitika.
She went on about how she understood their situation, but could not take them in because of... wait, was Siba really hearing her right? This mare wouldn't take in the two paints because they were too old? It didn't seem like the words were meant to be that harsh, but based on how her dam flinched, Siba could tell the words stung like a bee.
"Even if you understood, you would hopefully at least hear me out," Siba tried to explain, but her words fell on deaf ears.
The filly departed with a nudge to the colt's shoulder and a few words about Nerine before disappearing toward the hills Siba spotted in the distance.
Siba felt like charging after her, but felt that wouldn't leave a good impression. So, instead, she focused on the colt, her eyes glazed over with anger, but still pleading.
"Look, I understand what that filly says. But even if you have a lot going on, at least take my mother. We've tried various other kingdoms and she needs a place of rest, even if only temporary. She is a trained warrior and can help watch over the younger ones. She raised me and has taken care of other foals that weren't hers. Please, at the very least, take her and let her prove she can pull her weight. Or will you follow the filly's judgement despite the fact that I would leave?"
She went on about how she understood their situation, but could not take them in because of... wait, was Siba really hearing her right? This mare wouldn't take in the two paints because they were too old? It didn't seem like the words were meant to be that harsh, but based on how her dam flinched, Siba could tell the words stung like a bee.
"Even if you understood, you would hopefully at least hear me out," Siba tried to explain, but her words fell on deaf ears.
The filly departed with a nudge to the colt's shoulder and a few words about Nerine before disappearing toward the hills Siba spotted in the distance.
Siba felt like charging after her, but felt that wouldn't leave a good impression. So, instead, she focused on the colt, her eyes glazed over with anger, but still pleading.
"Look, I understand what that filly says. But even if you have a lot going on, at least take my mother. We've tried various other kingdoms and she needs a place of rest, even if only temporary. She is a trained warrior and can help watch over the younger ones. She raised me and has taken care of other foals that weren't hers. Please, at the very least, take her and let her prove she can pull her weight. Or will you follow the filly's judgement despite the fact that I would leave?"