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02-11-2013, 06:32 PM
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Nefertari
Nefertari's long legs carried her swiftly over the ground. She had not strayed far from the thicket which she rested in, along with her friend Lynx. To be honest, the lass had feelings for him that were somewhat romantic, but she couldn't comprehend the idea of him feeling anything like that for her. In fact, she could not believe anyone would feel like that for her, or find her beautiful. She was a rather modest type, not seeing her own beauty, and her innocence was nearly total, though it could not be claimed that it was complete. She was not ignorant of violence, hadn't been since the age of six months, when her mother had been killed. Her brother, she had watched die a while ago. Moving further along from the thicket, the filly looked upwards and rustled her wings longingly, but she wouldn't leave Lynx on the ground, alone. Her darling Lynx, the one who'd found her and now stayed loyally by her side, protector and friend. Her graceful prance brought her a little farther away, but then she turned back and trotted around toward the thicket once again. She had a trail worn in well by now, due to her constant circling of their territory. She went deeper into the forest on occasion, but it worried the big buckskin when she left, she knew that, so she made it a point to stay nearby the thicket most days. Smiling, she looked for the familiar sign of the buckskin, him and his curled horn. She loved being around him, he made her happy, though she missed her father dearly. And her brother. Her Amenhotep. Oh, how she wished he'd lived through the attack, but alas-- it was not Fate's wish to let him. walk walk walk "talk talk talk"  |
