02-21-2018, 05:11 PM
She’s fruststrated by her recent failure in the field. Recruiting had never been her forte, she always stood on the side lines when Ivar ruled. She was ener able to really sell Loess to anyone before, except for the stray few that she caught alone. But today was no different, she returns failure like a hanging plaque on chest lined with sweat from the unruly heat of the field.
Her brow furrowed in frustration, as she walks the horizon bloomed with Loess’s gorgeous orange and red toned hills, dotted with brittle shrubbery. Autumn always brought out the true beauty of the kingdom, complimenting its gorgeous scenery with browns, and vibrant reds. It doesn’t take long for her to make out two figures, one whom lay dormant on the borders while the other, small in stature no doubt her young daughter.
Her protective nature, inclines her to rush over to her darling Lepis. Her failure no longer lingers, but a rather protective glare marked her face. Her expression unchanging as she moves towards her young daughter. Rather disappointed that her daughter hadn’t caught onto the brief teachings of stranger danger, after all what would Loess do without it’s queen if the young girl had gotten herself kidnapped. Not only would the kingdom be distraught, but Heda herself would be absolutely heartbroken.
Her glare fixed upon the resting mare, as her body moves passively in front of her daughter as a physical blockade. Wings unfurled as her motherly instincts fire, the smell of Nerine thickly layered in the air. “How can I help you?” Her words spill out in neutral spires, as her wings further expanded in a protective notion.
Her brow furrowed in frustration, as she walks the horizon bloomed with Loess’s gorgeous orange and red toned hills, dotted with brittle shrubbery. Autumn always brought out the true beauty of the kingdom, complimenting its gorgeous scenery with browns, and vibrant reds. It doesn’t take long for her to make out two figures, one whom lay dormant on the borders while the other, small in stature no doubt her young daughter.
Her protective nature, inclines her to rush over to her darling Lepis. Her failure no longer lingers, but a rather protective glare marked her face. Her expression unchanging as she moves towards her young daughter. Rather disappointed that her daughter hadn’t caught onto the brief teachings of stranger danger, after all what would Loess do without it’s queen if the young girl had gotten herself kidnapped. Not only would the kingdom be distraught, but Heda herself would be absolutely heartbroken.
Her glare fixed upon the resting mare, as her body moves passively in front of her daughter as a physical blockade. Wings unfurled as her motherly instincts fire, the smell of Nerine thickly layered in the air. “How can I help you?” Her words spill out in neutral spires, as her wings further expanded in a protective notion.
Ex-Queen of Loess