07-28-2015, 10:41 PM
Sunday, with her deep brown eyes and her gentle demeanor, is often the first one to wander upon those who visit the Jungle. It's part duty and part hobby. See, unlike many of the warrior women in the Jungle, Sunday genuinely enjoyed others company. She was a true extrovert, born from a serious introvert, finding that the solace of another far outweighed her horrific memories of her past. Initially she'd been so shy! Crowds, meetings, anything brought a wave of anxiety through her like she'd never felt before.
Now? Now she sought out these moments, diving headfirst into them.
She's trotting the border when she sees two - one of whom she recognizes from the Gates. It's simply second nature these days for her to see the colors that coat the horses, and she's learned to read them carefully. The other...she is shrouded in the jungle foliage, her dark dapples hiding her nearly perfectly. Unfortunately for her the color that surrounds her gives her away to Sunday. Before this sudden gifting of...whatever it was...Sunday only had invisibility. She knew a lot about hiding.
"Wichita!" she greets, pulling the mares name from the air. Another of her talents, though this one isn't magical "Welcome to the Amazons, what can I do for you?" She turns quickly to the mare in the jungle, nodding her own hello. "I am Sunday, I don't believe we've met before..." she trails off, her eyes searching the barely visible form of the other mare. Something about her colors resembles Scorch, resembles previous Khaleesis Sunday has known. Could this be...? She shakes the thought away, not wanting to blow anyone's cover.
Now? Now she sought out these moments, diving headfirst into them.
She's trotting the border when she sees two - one of whom she recognizes from the Gates. It's simply second nature these days for her to see the colors that coat the horses, and she's learned to read them carefully. The other...she is shrouded in the jungle foliage, her dark dapples hiding her nearly perfectly. Unfortunately for her the color that surrounds her gives her away to Sunday. Before this sudden gifting of...whatever it was...Sunday only had invisibility. She knew a lot about hiding.
"Wichita!" she greets, pulling the mares name from the air. Another of her talents, though this one isn't magical "Welcome to the Amazons, what can I do for you?" She turns quickly to the mare in the jungle, nodding her own hello. "I am Sunday, I don't believe we've met before..." she trails off, her eyes searching the barely visible form of the other mare. Something about her colors resembles Scorch, resembles previous Khaleesis Sunday has known. Could this be...? She shakes the thought away, not wanting to blow anyone's cover.
SUNDAY
the amazons magickal mare
the amazons magickal mare