06-21-2017, 01:13 PM
The harvest left no food for you to eat...
The little Native pony grazed in the meadow absent-mindedly, pondering over the things she'd experienced in her short time in Beqanna. Nothing life altering just yet, but enough to peak her interest. She wasn't ready to leave just yet, and it was a strange feeling to her. She was so used to the urge to move, to wander, but not yet. She was Beqanna's for a little while longer. A warm afternoon breeze lifted the feathers tangled in her thick locks, making them dance and float as if they had a mind of their own. She raised her head, inhaling deeply. The scents of a dozen other mingling equine filled her nose as all around her they conversed and interacted. The background noise was soothing, the constant buzz relaxing. She moved quietly to a nearby grassy knoll, turning to watch the others. She cocked a rear leg and observed, my voyeuristic mare keeping tabs on everything in silence. She was fascinated with the different cultures and different castes all living side by side and exchanging information. She wanted to know everything. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she proceeded to allow them to close, catnapping.
...You cannibal, you meat-eater, you'll see. I have seen the same, I know the shame in your defeat.
The little Native pony grazed in the meadow absent-mindedly, pondering over the things she'd experienced in her short time in Beqanna. Nothing life altering just yet, but enough to peak her interest. She wasn't ready to leave just yet, and it was a strange feeling to her. She was so used to the urge to move, to wander, but not yet. She was Beqanna's for a little while longer. A warm afternoon breeze lifted the feathers tangled in her thick locks, making them dance and float as if they had a mind of their own. She raised her head, inhaling deeply. The scents of a dozen other mingling equine filled her nose as all around her they conversed and interacted. The background noise was soothing, the constant buzz relaxing. She moved quietly to a nearby grassy knoll, turning to watch the others. She cocked a rear leg and observed, my voyeuristic mare keeping tabs on everything in silence. She was fascinated with the different cultures and different castes all living side by side and exchanging information. She wanted to know everything. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she proceeded to allow them to close, catnapping.
...You cannibal, you meat-eater, you'll see. I have seen the same, I know the shame in your defeat.
someday, we will foresee obstacles
OOC: Sorry it's so short Kristin, I'm trying to work on my opening posts a little more