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02-18-2017, 04:29 PM
iona
Iona was not the anxious type. Not in the traditional sense, at least. She was not one to sit and worry over things. She was not one to wallow in fear. However, with everything that had happened, it did nothing to quell the paranoia that bubbled up within the painted mare. So many things were on her mind. Changes in the herd. Changes outside the herd. She’d already been dealing with enough when Kaos had made his dramatic appearance that now juggling everything was, well, a lot to put it lightly. Iona still hadn’t talked to her sister, partially because she knew that her twin would take on some of her own struggle as her own. She’d rather deal with all of the bullshit on her own than trouble Alysanne, but she knew that both her sister and Tembovu deserved to hear her concerns. But she wanted to find Raeden first. She needed to make sure that the woman was okay, all things considered. So much had happened.
Too much.
Iona found herself wandering near the borders today, her mind mulling over all she had to do and not settling on what to do first. Instead, she paced the more vulnerable parts of the borders, ensuring that no one - equine or creature - would make its way across the border unnoticed. However her mind was made up for her when Tin emerged from the trees and gestured for her to follow. Iona did immediately, twisting through the maze of trees without question or hesitation. Each step took her closer to the cliffs, and she wasn’t surprised to find the former Specter standing near the tree that had kept her from tumbling over the cliff’s edge.
“You’re okay? And your son?” Iona asked, jumping right to the point. She’d never wasted time with small talk with Raeden, and she’d been worried about the mare who she’d come to trust. She wished that she could make it all go away, she could simply just erase the nonsense that had happened over the last season and have everything go back to normal. But, unfortunately, Iona was a realist. She knew that she couldn’t make it go away and disappear. But she was weighing her options of what she could do, and she was careful not to overstep.
Too much.
Iona found herself wandering near the borders today, her mind mulling over all she had to do and not settling on what to do first. Instead, she paced the more vulnerable parts of the borders, ensuring that no one - equine or creature - would make its way across the border unnoticed. However her mind was made up for her when Tin emerged from the trees and gestured for her to follow. Iona did immediately, twisting through the maze of trees without question or hesitation. Each step took her closer to the cliffs, and she wasn’t surprised to find the former Specter standing near the tree that had kept her from tumbling over the cliff’s edge.
“You’re okay? And your son?” Iona asked, jumping right to the point. She’d never wasted time with small talk with Raeden, and she’d been worried about the mare who she’d come to trust. She wished that she could make it all go away, she could simply just erase the nonsense that had happened over the last season and have everything go back to normal. But, unfortunately, Iona was a realist. She knew that she couldn’t make it go away and disappear. But she was weighing her options of what she could do, and she was careful not to overstep.
"The question isn't who's going to let me;
it's who's going to stop me."
it's who's going to stop me."
i literally just went through all of iona's tags and realized this reply never got posted?!
so sorry for the wait - seriously harass me on skype if something gets missed <3
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