Faith is the bird that feels the light: Scorch

[Malka]

Faith is the bird that feels the light

when the dawn is still dark.

If there was one thing that Malka wanted less in the world, it would be to be the Khaleesi. She would never know if it was something she was born with or a trait that she had acquired further in life. Her mother had been the same way, happily serving as ambassador to many queens, yet never desiring the throne and all the worries it bore. Her father, however had strove to be on the top and had been devastated when it was ripped from his grasp. Malka was content to be Scorch's Erinak. Much in the same way she had enjoyed being Ambassador to Kagarou.

It meant a lot to her to know that the queen could always depend on her, no matter how often or how little she came around. There was no pitter-pattering of feelings and both mares were free to speak freely on any matter they chose to. Many would find their relationship very unconventional, but Malka didn't care. She had always liked Scorch and though Malka knew she was her "niece" (per say, since Echion was a baby thief), she always overlooked the family ties and thought of Scorch as a very good friend.

With Scorch's not so enthusiastic reply, Malka snorts. "You wouldn't dare," she huffs as she flicks her tail across her hocks and gives her head a quick toss. Her words barely fall from her lips when the naked mare steps forward and bumps her shoulder. Malka head quickly snaps around and nips at the other mare's poll, careful though to not bite too hard as to hurt the hairless-one.

Scorch steps back and gives the paint mare a stern look as she speaks next. Malka's shoulders roll forward casually and she shakes her head. "You should expect nothing less of me at this point. I have always been a wanderer, but this Jungle will never let me leave," she says after a moments pause. Malka was sure the Scorch would understand the mysterious pull that the Jungle had on one. No matter how many times Malka had tried to just disappear (and believe me, she'd tried), she was always pulled back. "I will always be your confidant, but my rank and duties are nowhere close to indicative of my love for the this kingdom"

It was strange to consider that one could be in love with a place, yet often times so distant from it. Maybe it was her own poor love life that led to such a stance. She had never really loved anyone before (except her own children, and she really wasn't a great parent to them), so maybe she manifested her need to love someone into love of a single place. One could never really understand the depths of Malka's insanity, and maybe it was best if they didn't even try.

Malka

immortal, quetzal-shifting Lekh, Kosi & Erinak of the 'Zons