05-19-2021, 10:04 PM
The beauty of being tied to nothing and no one lives in the simple pleasure of making decisions. There are all kinds of choices to be made in a land like Beqanna; and to anyone more serious than Galadriel, those choices might bear more weight than your average land's choices. But that's the beauty in lacking seriousness: nothing and no one bears any sort of weight.
Yes, Rel takes herself far too seriously. All matters regarding her and the little faux universes she creates mean more to her than the consequences of her own actions (or empathy, or making a life for herself). Everyone and everything else (like the dark stallion and the pastel girl before her) are not to be considered, though. Unless, of course, they are directly in her line of sight and potentially ruining her plan for the day. And in this case, the cowering girl and the scowling man may ruin Galadriel's plan to never actually have a plan.
Now, she has to take her time to avoid them. She is trespassing, after all; and trespassers often have to put thought into their actions to remain unseen.
Rel is naive, though, at the sweet age of two. There is no sneaking with them so nearby. She realizes this as her signature sour-face contorts features that might be nice. Damn it! She wants to scream it, but decides instead to turn her coat to a rich, angry red accentuated by a shock of white mane and tail. Rel stalks forward, as she so often does when apprehended by strangers, and joins Obscene in peering down at the cowering girl.
"What are you two doing?" A demand, one she doesn't really get to make, but still she presses forward, "You two look strange."
@[Calavera] @[Obscene]
Yes, Rel takes herself far too seriously. All matters regarding her and the little faux universes she creates mean more to her than the consequences of her own actions (or empathy, or making a life for herself). Everyone and everything else (like the dark stallion and the pastel girl before her) are not to be considered, though. Unless, of course, they are directly in her line of sight and potentially ruining her plan for the day. And in this case, the cowering girl and the scowling man may ruin Galadriel's plan to never actually have a plan.
Now, she has to take her time to avoid them. She is trespassing, after all; and trespassers often have to put thought into their actions to remain unseen.
Rel is naive, though, at the sweet age of two. There is no sneaking with them so nearby. She realizes this as her signature sour-face contorts features that might be nice. Damn it! She wants to scream it, but decides instead to turn her coat to a rich, angry red accentuated by a shock of white mane and tail. Rel stalks forward, as she so often does when apprehended by strangers, and joins Obscene in peering down at the cowering girl.
"What are you two doing?" A demand, one she doesn't really get to make, but still she presses forward, "You two look strange."
@[Calavera] @[Obscene]