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03-29-2016, 11:04 PM
XOLANI
The sun was rising, bright and warm against the ivory mare's coat. The air was cool, but the day promised to be warm, a hint towards the end of Frostfall. In the desert, the nights had been cold, but the days had been quite nice, even for winter; Xolani was glad that she had chosen to come to this land with Ilios. Otherwise, she might have been freezing somewhere by herself, or in the company of those who would do no more than look down upon her and laugh. Of course, she was not so plain anymore -- no, now she was a plethora of colors that danced and played all across her body. If only her parents could see her now!
On second thought, she did not particularly wish to see them. They had never been particularly accepting, not in the way that she thought that parents should be. They had been ashamed of her, and a small part of her hated them for breeding her inner self-loathing. She continued to walk, meandering her way along the edge of the oasis. She cast thoughts of her parents from her mind, for she had no desire to encourage that kind of negativity in her new life. Instead, she would focus on the oasis in all its glory. There was such a lovely little lake, beautiful, towering palms, and there were plenty of others around --
A blur of tan flew by her, followed by the sound of a splash; green tinged with blue colored the mare's coat with splashes of surprise that did not take any particular shape, and she turned to regard a young filly who was splashing in the oasis. Xolani cocked her head to the side, regarding the girl quizzically. It did not appear that she had been noticed, and for a moment she considered leaving the foal to her own devices. Something held her in place, though, and after a moment, she realized that she did not want to leave the child without any supervision. Bad things could happen to babes who went off on their own, and she had no desire to have the child drown just because she had chosen to walk away.
She waited on the shore, wondering if the little pegasus would turn to see her or if she would merely watch in silence, never to be noticed.
On second thought, she did not particularly wish to see them. They had never been particularly accepting, not in the way that she thought that parents should be. They had been ashamed of her, and a small part of her hated them for breeding her inner self-loathing. She continued to walk, meandering her way along the edge of the oasis. She cast thoughts of her parents from her mind, for she had no desire to encourage that kind of negativity in her new life. Instead, she would focus on the oasis in all its glory. There was such a lovely little lake, beautiful, towering palms, and there were plenty of others around --
A blur of tan flew by her, followed by the sound of a splash; green tinged with blue colored the mare's coat with splashes of surprise that did not take any particular shape, and she turned to regard a young filly who was splashing in the oasis. Xolani cocked her head to the side, regarding the girl quizzically. It did not appear that she had been noticed, and for a moment she considered leaving the foal to her own devices. Something held her in place, though, and after a moment, she realized that she did not want to leave the child without any supervision. Bad things could happen to babes who went off on their own, and she had no desire to have the child drown just because she had chosen to walk away.
She waited on the shore, wondering if the little pegasus would turn to see her or if she would merely watch in silence, never to be noticed.
@Ru - sorry for the wait, I was trying to give it a chance to get more participants ;D
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Want to plot with Xolani? Visit her plot page here!
