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09-24-2013, 11:49 AM
Romani
Freedom.
Beautiful, sweet freedom from the biting, bitter cold of unmerciful hearts. How long had she been held within the dark terror of her nightmare, alone and unsaught by her homeland? What of Xanthos? What of Jasiri and Nayati? The thought caused Romani to bristle and worry to churn inside of her stomach. Were they well? The Haflinger mare had seen little of her mate and child, even before she was stolen away from the Edge, her home... And yet now, here she was; free. It was time to pick up where she had left off.
Such beautiful freedom...
'Roma okay?'
The question caused the golden-red mare's head to turn and survey the one who had spoken, so precariously through the bond. Kasai, the young, yet ever-growing white tiger had spoken to her through the mind, and Romani felt her eyes begin to water in emotion. A gift. That was what Kasai was; a gift, pure and simple. Through the dark terror she had experienced since the frozen grasp of Frostfall, esnared in the heartless talons of the Basin, Kasai had been her pillar. Lifitng her head downwards, the palomino mare pressed her muzzle against the cub's velvety fur, inhaling Kasai's scent through her nostrils. The tiger let out a trill of eagerness and pressed herself against her bond mate's muzzle, purring deep within her chest.
"I am well, dear one... So very well." Lifting her head, the gypsy let out a soft, hesitant breath. In the first acts of her freedom, instead of returning home to the Edge, she traveled past it and to the ocean. The warm, beloved ocean... Just as she had arrived, the sun rose, basking the Haflinger mare in warmth. It was like a welcoming embrace, beckoning her to release her worries from her last grueling months of imprisonment. Crisp, ice-blue eyes roamed across the churning waves of the ocean, and pushing herself forward, the mare began to walk through the grains of sand and along the length of the beach. The breeze caressed the long strands of her mane, tossing around the blue jay feather that lay nestled within her ivory locks. Beside her, Kasai followed, her purr loud and absolute.
Not long into their journey, Romani spotted someone standing within the waves. Not terribly deep, and due to the distance between them she was unable to make out just who it was. Kasai tilted her pretty head, looking terribly confused, but Romani offered the monochromatic cub a warm smile. Now was no the time to be afraid... It was the time to rebuild bridges and continue on with her life. Stepping closer to the stallion, Romani's ears flicked forward, catching the last words that he had uttered.
"That is the journey of life, hm?" She questioned, her own vocals coming out soft and dancing along the breeze, azure orbs locked upon the stud in the water, "When are we ever truly sure? Who is there to tell us what is right, and what is wrong? Those are things we must make for ourselves..." The words flowed from her dark, upturned lips, the smile upon her maw stretching upwards to light up her eyes. Upon closer inspection, Romani could tell that this stallion was much taller than she was. Most in Helovia were, and yet the Protector wasn't afraid. There was something gentle lurking within this giant.
"Forgive me if I'm intruding, friend," the palomino mare said softly, lifting her head high, "My name is Romani, and this is Kasai." Turning her head, she motioned to the white tiger who stood at the mare's left side. Kasai's eyes stayed locked upon the stallion, tail twitching in curiosity. Who was this stranger?
"A beautiful day for a stroll, is it not?"
Beautiful, sweet freedom from the biting, bitter cold of unmerciful hearts. How long had she been held within the dark terror of her nightmare, alone and unsaught by her homeland? What of Xanthos? What of Jasiri and Nayati? The thought caused Romani to bristle and worry to churn inside of her stomach. Were they well? The Haflinger mare had seen little of her mate and child, even before she was stolen away from the Edge, her home... And yet now, here she was; free. It was time to pick up where she had left off.
Such beautiful freedom...
'Roma okay?'
The question caused the golden-red mare's head to turn and survey the one who had spoken, so precariously through the bond. Kasai, the young, yet ever-growing white tiger had spoken to her through the mind, and Romani felt her eyes begin to water in emotion. A gift. That was what Kasai was; a gift, pure and simple. Through the dark terror she had experienced since the frozen grasp of Frostfall, esnared in the heartless talons of the Basin, Kasai had been her pillar. Lifitng her head downwards, the palomino mare pressed her muzzle against the cub's velvety fur, inhaling Kasai's scent through her nostrils. The tiger let out a trill of eagerness and pressed herself against her bond mate's muzzle, purring deep within her chest.
"I am well, dear one... So very well." Lifting her head, the gypsy let out a soft, hesitant breath. In the first acts of her freedom, instead of returning home to the Edge, she traveled past it and to the ocean. The warm, beloved ocean... Just as she had arrived, the sun rose, basking the Haflinger mare in warmth. It was like a welcoming embrace, beckoning her to release her worries from her last grueling months of imprisonment. Crisp, ice-blue eyes roamed across the churning waves of the ocean, and pushing herself forward, the mare began to walk through the grains of sand and along the length of the beach. The breeze caressed the long strands of her mane, tossing around the blue jay feather that lay nestled within her ivory locks. Beside her, Kasai followed, her purr loud and absolute.
Not long into their journey, Romani spotted someone standing within the waves. Not terribly deep, and due to the distance between them she was unable to make out just who it was. Kasai tilted her pretty head, looking terribly confused, but Romani offered the monochromatic cub a warm smile. Now was no the time to be afraid... It was the time to rebuild bridges and continue on with her life. Stepping closer to the stallion, Romani's ears flicked forward, catching the last words that he had uttered.
"That is the journey of life, hm?" She questioned, her own vocals coming out soft and dancing along the breeze, azure orbs locked upon the stud in the water, "When are we ever truly sure? Who is there to tell us what is right, and what is wrong? Those are things we must make for ourselves..." The words flowed from her dark, upturned lips, the smile upon her maw stretching upwards to light up her eyes. Upon closer inspection, Romani could tell that this stallion was much taller than she was. Most in Helovia were, and yet the Protector wasn't afraid. There was something gentle lurking within this giant.
"Forgive me if I'm intruding, friend," the palomino mare said softly, lifting her head high, "My name is Romani, and this is Kasai." Turning her head, she motioned to the white tiger who stood at the mare's left side. Kasai's eyes stayed locked upon the stallion, tail twitching in curiosity. Who was this stranger?
"A beautiful day for a stroll, is it not?"
The True Soldier Fights Not Because
He Hates What is in Front of Him,
But Because he Loves What is Behind Him.
