.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
02-24-2015, 07:10 PM
Romani
No matter how much she tried to fight it, desire to explore, to feel the open road beneath her very hooves drove the Haflinger from her home. This was not a permanent departure, no, but simply a vacation. An exploration. A moment of dedication to herself, to get reacquainted with the land of Helovia in an intimate fashion.
'Is it pathetic, Dearheart?' The mare questioned mentally to the white tigress that met her step for step, 'That I cannot spend two seasons in a place without feeling the itch to explore? To see the world?' Perhaps she had no place in being within the Edge... She loved the World's Edge; they had taken her in when she had lost everything, but the Edge would always hold bitter memories for her, as well. Good and bad... But those who she called family, she couldn't, wouldn't leave. So many would be disappointed in her, certainly; Archibald, Destrier, Thor...
'No,' Kasai responded almost immediately, a soft, garbled growl resonating from the depths of her striped chest, 'Exploring is in your blood. Your family knows that, Roma, and certainly they accept you for it. It would be cruel of them to ask you to stay within the Edge at all times, and not let you follow your heart.'
Sharp, azure eyes glanced down to the icy orbs of the white tigress as the two came to a stop beneath the multi-colored glass within the gazebo, both of their hides altered by the myriad of colors. Romani's golden-red hide was slick with sweat from their travels beneath the merciless summer sun. "And since when did you become so keen on subjects of the heart?" Romani asked aloud, finding no reason not to. Certainly there was no one around to hear... And if there was, certainly they would want little to do with a gypsy-mare and a tiger.
Kasai's black-tipped tail flicked in mild annoyance. 'When you became so confusing.' She remarked back, and it caused Romani to scoff in good nature. Indeed. A sly look crossed over the large feline's face. 'And since you fell in love with Destrier.'
Romani bristled, ears tipping back and dark lips twisting downwards in a short frown. "I do not love him, Dearheart... I simply... I simply admire him a great deal." Within her mind, she could hear Kasai laughing.
'Enough to admire him when he sweats from training? Or fantasizing about all that hair? Tall, dark, and handsome, Roma! Or how you act a love-sick filly whenever he looks your way with a smile?' Instead of responding, the gypsy merely scoffed and pivoted on her haunches, leaving the stone slab-and-structure and stepping to the nearby brook for a refreshing drink. Lowering her head, the mare's lips met with cool water, her vision obscured by the thick, ivory strands of a cumbersome forelock.
Kasai joined her and lapped up a few swallows of water as well, and sensing the Haflinger's annoyance, remained blissfully silent.
Even after swallowing, Romani's deep, azure eyes stared at herself in the reflection of the brook's churning waters. What would she do...? It had been a long, long time since her emotions had ran this rampant. Since she was so uncertain as to what she should be doing with herself. Heaving a sigh, the Haflinger stood there and stared at her reflection, losing herself in her thoughts.
ooc: Open to anyone!
'Is it pathetic, Dearheart?' The mare questioned mentally to the white tigress that met her step for step, 'That I cannot spend two seasons in a place without feeling the itch to explore? To see the world?' Perhaps she had no place in being within the Edge... She loved the World's Edge; they had taken her in when she had lost everything, but the Edge would always hold bitter memories for her, as well. Good and bad... But those who she called family, she couldn't, wouldn't leave. So many would be disappointed in her, certainly; Archibald, Destrier, Thor...
'No,' Kasai responded almost immediately, a soft, garbled growl resonating from the depths of her striped chest, 'Exploring is in your blood. Your family knows that, Roma, and certainly they accept you for it. It would be cruel of them to ask you to stay within the Edge at all times, and not let you follow your heart.'
Sharp, azure eyes glanced down to the icy orbs of the white tigress as the two came to a stop beneath the multi-colored glass within the gazebo, both of their hides altered by the myriad of colors. Romani's golden-red hide was slick with sweat from their travels beneath the merciless summer sun. "And since when did you become so keen on subjects of the heart?" Romani asked aloud, finding no reason not to. Certainly there was no one around to hear... And if there was, certainly they would want little to do with a gypsy-mare and a tiger.
Kasai's black-tipped tail flicked in mild annoyance. 'When you became so confusing.' She remarked back, and it caused Romani to scoff in good nature. Indeed. A sly look crossed over the large feline's face. 'And since you fell in love with Destrier.'
Romani bristled, ears tipping back and dark lips twisting downwards in a short frown. "I do not love him, Dearheart... I simply... I simply admire him a great deal." Within her mind, she could hear Kasai laughing.
'Enough to admire him when he sweats from training? Or fantasizing about all that hair? Tall, dark, and handsome, Roma! Or how you act a love-sick filly whenever he looks your way with a smile?' Instead of responding, the gypsy merely scoffed and pivoted on her haunches, leaving the stone slab-and-structure and stepping to the nearby brook for a refreshing drink. Lowering her head, the mare's lips met with cool water, her vision obscured by the thick, ivory strands of a cumbersome forelock.
Kasai joined her and lapped up a few swallows of water as well, and sensing the Haflinger's annoyance, remained blissfully silent.
Even after swallowing, Romani's deep, azure eyes stared at herself in the reflection of the brook's churning waters. What would she do...? It had been a long, long time since her emotions had ran this rampant. Since she was so uncertain as to what she should be doing with herself. Heaving a sigh, the Haflinger stood there and stared at her reflection, losing herself in her thoughts.
ooc: Open to anyone!
You Ain't Ever Gonna Change
You Got a Gypsy Soul to Blame
And You Were Born for Leavin'
