Ea
09-22-2017, 11:09 AM
Ea
but now I'm pulling all the strings
Ea had never enjoyed the Field. Seeking others out for conversation had never been her strong suit -- perhaps not the best quality for a leader -- and she found it uncomfortable competing with others over who had the better, more interesting home. Aside from tagging along with her mother as a young child, she had only ever recruited a handful of times after the destruction of their old homes, hoping to build Ischia’s numbers in the early days. Since Kerberos’s departure, Ea had found purpose again: cultivating her Ischian family.
She makes her way to the center of the open field, still a bit damp from the long swim. From there, she takes in her surroundings: a few mares and stallions of varying sizes and colors, the small number most likely due to the time of day. It was a little unusual to recruit just before nightfall, while most were trying to find shelter for the night, but Ea didn’t know that, of course. A small family catches her eye -- a stallion with two young children, all various shades of black with gold and red, the children huddled beneath the stallion’s wings. She starts to approach them as her ever-changing eyes turn red to adjust to the impending darkness, and as she reaches them, coming to a stop directly in front of the trio, she catches the tail end of the colt’s questions.
“Hello, I’m Ea,” she says, looking at each of them and then landing on the stallion, “from Ischia. It’s an island up north. If you’re looking for a place to stay, you’re welcome to come with me.” She pauses then, looking to the children. “The beaches light up blue at night, if you’d like to see,” she says with a quick smile.
She makes her way to the center of the open field, still a bit damp from the long swim. From there, she takes in her surroundings: a few mares and stallions of varying sizes and colors, the small number most likely due to the time of day. It was a little unusual to recruit just before nightfall, while most were trying to find shelter for the night, but Ea didn’t know that, of course. A small family catches her eye -- a stallion with two young children, all various shades of black with gold and red, the children huddled beneath the stallion’s wings. She starts to approach them as her ever-changing eyes turn red to adjust to the impending darkness, and as she reaches them, coming to a stop directly in front of the trio, she catches the tail end of the colt’s questions.
“Hello, I’m Ea,” she says, looking at each of them and then landing on the stallion, “from Ischia. It’s an island up north. If you’re looking for a place to stay, you’re welcome to come with me.” She pauses then, looking to the children. “The beaches light up blue at night, if you’d like to see,” she says with a quick smile.