04-22-2018, 08:50 AM
She is surrounded by the young. Jesper, though he carries himself well, still has the inexperience and naivety of youth still clung to his skin. As the two young horses conversed, Mosrael cared little for their differed glances and misguided assumptions. She’d made no claims of being a diplomat, Jesper knew that she was sent with him as an escort. For his protection.
It was better that the stranger Lepis didn’t know the truth of her identity. The forest around them seethed with dark energy and an unfriendliness that reached deep within the depths of her. She was a daughter of Brennen, and this was not the Sylva that she’d come to expect.
Jesper sounded just as unsure as Mosrael felt as she kept her gaze pinned towards the shadows. For a moment, she imagined that she heard another heart beating besides the three that had found each other. Lepis’ eyes flutter over Mosrael’s studious form and the older mare barely noticed the child’s spark of confusion. For once, she was glad that she didn’t bother herself over the opinions of others.
Her ears tilted, however, at the sound of the filly’s mirrored confusion. Mosrael rolled her eyes towards the two young horses and exhaled deeply.
“Krone has been overthrown by the stallion Brennen,” Mosrael broke her silence, wishing to move the conversation along. “He has sent us here to investigate the mutterings we have heard of your new leader and the changes he has brought upon Sylva. If you are acquainted with someone who can better help to answer our questions, we would be indebted to you, Lepis.”
Mosrael didn’t bother with titles, there was no point in dubbing the forgotten princess anything other than what she was. A prisoner. They would have to tread likely to ensure that they did not face a similar fate.
OOC: Again, not super fluffy... @[Jesper] @[Lepis] @[Modicum Mortem]
It was better that the stranger Lepis didn’t know the truth of her identity. The forest around them seethed with dark energy and an unfriendliness that reached deep within the depths of her. She was a daughter of Brennen, and this was not the Sylva that she’d come to expect.
Jesper sounded just as unsure as Mosrael felt as she kept her gaze pinned towards the shadows. For a moment, she imagined that she heard another heart beating besides the three that had found each other. Lepis’ eyes flutter over Mosrael’s studious form and the older mare barely noticed the child’s spark of confusion. For once, she was glad that she didn’t bother herself over the opinions of others.
Her ears tilted, however, at the sound of the filly’s mirrored confusion. Mosrael rolled her eyes towards the two young horses and exhaled deeply.
“Krone has been overthrown by the stallion Brennen,” Mosrael broke her silence, wishing to move the conversation along. “He has sent us here to investigate the mutterings we have heard of your new leader and the changes he has brought upon Sylva. If you are acquainted with someone who can better help to answer our questions, we would be indebted to you, Lepis.”
Mosrael didn’t bother with titles, there was no point in dubbing the forgotten princess anything other than what she was. A prisoner. They would have to tread likely to ensure that they did not face a similar fate.
OOC: Again, not super fluffy... @[Jesper] @[Lepis] @[Modicum Mortem]