M E R I W E T H E R

Meriwether couldn’t deny that this place she stumbled upon held a lot of beauty and grandeur. Sure, the Imperial Keep had its own sense of charm, as far as cold stone castles go, though never had the mare seen such brilliant shades of color as the ones that claim the Threshold in Orangemoon. Billows of illusionary warmth covered the trees as if they were set a flame. Golden rays of sunshine rested upon her dirty pelt, mimicking the fiery tree’s warmth. It was almost peaceful, almost.

Ears perked forward at the sound of an approaching stranger, while the mare’s golden orbs scanned her surroundings. It wasn’t long until they fell upon a rather exotic looking creature, which appeared from the foliage. Remaining rather stoic, Meri’s eyes traced the outline of the proud elegant woman, that appeared to be dipped in a rainbow and covered with plumage, her wings floated gracefully behind her as if she was wearing a cape, giving the notion that she was in the presence of a warrior princess, or a leader of some importance. It was about the time when the peahen’s scour met her gaze, Meri’s blank expression faltered, giving a critical stare right back at the multi-hued mare before her. She exhaled, gaze much like a predator, cold and unnerving.

"Good day, Bellona. My name is Meriwether." The once more stone faced mare responded rather unemotionally, shifting her mighty muscles. She fought ever urge to circle around the mare, like a vulture would do to its prey, for she was not in the mood to fight, to kill, or wage war against whatever flock of peacocks this vixen came from….and honestly, Meri was rather impressed by the multicolored chieftess and wanted to know a bit more about her but as usual despite her curiosity, her features were nothing more than a blank face, cold and unfeeling. She would not do anything to instigate this mare and she would not give her the satisfaction of being somewhat impressed by her either. The herculean mare stood before her, head lowered in supplication to bid her a greeting.

Just as soon as Meri talked herself out of a fight or flight response with the rainbowy vixen, a voice shout out from within the trees, whose notes carried into the crisp and cool air. It’s source, a babbling, delicate, sunkissed mare dipped in snow. Meri grinned on the inside but alas, as usual, her only facial expression was that of an unpleasant military general. Perhaps it was the innocence of this mare before her and the small speck of hope that somewhere in Meri’s mind, that whatever business Bellona had with her would prove to be greatly beneficial to her. The battle-scared mare peered down at the little filly before her. "Yes, I am strong, are you lost?" Meri spoke trying not to to be so emotionless and unfeeling. She stood with her head held high as her honor and breathed out deeply, slowly looking the two over again before feeling a poke at her side. With no, hesitation and a raised brow the militant mare’s crown lowered towards Jahzara purposefully invading her personal space. "How can what be? What is your name?" She wasn't trying to frighten the little palomino but rather assure herself this wasn't a distraction for an ambush by the mighty rainbow birds.

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ooc notes: Thank yoou, @[Bellona]! :D
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