09-05-2016, 11:13 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-05-2016, 11:16 AM by Usual Story.)
The mare found herself caught in an odd conversation and she didn't catch on everything being in it. Until now she had been plainly unmoved by all that magical stuff, given she hadn't met any traited horse yet, and given she had never had herself a particular ability. Usually she felt weak and useless and her lack of trait wasn't something to be enjoyed, but right now she was glad she hadn't have to lost something else than her home and her family.
Listening to them carefully, she realized that both of them are as much lost as her. When Romek told Andras about his abilities , she wondered with a surge of curiosity what were they but she kept herself from asking, instead she attempted to gather together all these news informations. Who was Gyps, Andras' wife ? When would they find their wives ? What if they never find them ? Why all that had happened? It was worse than she had assumed. Beqanna had become such a mess.
The mare remained still and quiet like a spectator until they both asked her her name. She replied quickly , looking to Romek " I'm Usual Story " . She smiled a little. She always felt like joking when she told her name, it was a very weird one. Then she turned to the second stallion, tilting slowly her head reassuringly "That doesn't matter. You're Andras, aren't you ?" She dared to add, adressing both of them : " What's wrong with you ? I mean, what happened to you ? " She was aware that she was quite unclear, but she wanted to know more about their losses.
Listening to them carefully, she realized that both of them are as much lost as her. When Romek told Andras about his abilities , she wondered with a surge of curiosity what were they but she kept herself from asking, instead she attempted to gather together all these news informations. Who was Gyps, Andras' wife ? When would they find their wives ? What if they never find them ? Why all that had happened? It was worse than she had assumed. Beqanna had become such a mess.
The mare remained still and quiet like a spectator until they both asked her her name. She replied quickly , looking to Romek " I'm Usual Story " . She smiled a little. She always felt like joking when she told her name, it was a very weird one. Then she turned to the second stallion, tilting slowly her head reassuringly "That doesn't matter. You're Andras, aren't you ?" She dared to add, adressing both of them : " What's wrong with you ? I mean, what happened to you ? " She was aware that she was quite unclear, but she wanted to know more about their losses.