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"And what have you heard?”
Maren blinked, correcting her funny eyes. Somehow she wasn't quit sure anymore if this Mesec was up to be put on the stand, having all the spotlight cast upon his moon-eyed head. For it was, even though Maren's subtle stupidity hadn't directly noticed, fairly obvious. He seemed uncertain, doubtful. Yet, she didn't thought the whispers of any real importance. If anything, it had only peaked her interest, because that was what the Gods of these lands were; interesting. And she did not judge or aggressively seek out truths about matters she did not yet understand. Maren was simply a scholar with interest in religion. She wasn't used to Gods interfering with the whole of the land this way and it left her questioning why. They were almighty, powerful beings; Helovia's construction and foundation. The Earth, The Moon, Time itself and the Sun. She had understood fragments of Helovian history, of how exactly these God's had watched over the land, but now she longed to know more. She wanted to understand the different cultures, wanted to smell the scents of long ago battlefields and be there when Kings and Queens fell to rise again in memories long forgotten. Forlorn lore: in the past it all was, simply history now. But who's mind had stayed, kept rolling back the tapes of how it all began, even now, in these modern days? Had there been someone like that, or had all those memories been buried, all text that had been said blurred-out by the waters of time; vanished? Was there still someone with a mind stuck in the past around? She wanted to understand this gifted culture and make place in her soul for its worshiped Gods and religion.
But alas, so far the later did not make sense to her. For there did not seem to be any real traditional religion at all; just the Gods. Which confused her, because in most religions it was normally the other way around. Normally Gods were not the one to be present - alive, even, which was what made 'belief' a fragile thing. Something to either have, or have no faith in. Here it was as clear as day (even though not currently, looking outside) that they were what was real. Helovians went to them for guidance - or... well, stuff, which was also a totally new concept to her. Never had she boldly asked for stuff from her own God. Never. She simply did not see Gods as the one some called Santa, asking them for stuff that did not have to bear meaning at all. In her mind the Gods were divine. They were to be, or not to be: Instead of clear as day, they were vague as the sunlight on a foggy morning. But as queerly as her thoughts might feel, it also was strangely exciting.
"What have I heard..." she murmured, awakening from a busy mind. Then she remembered her thoughts on the whispers around Mesec. She hesitated. Was she to jump the gun on him? Did she even have the right to? The tigermare's wings flapped softly and slowly beside her ears, thinking with once again silent eyes. Then her her pearly, white head turned from the stallion to the strangely lit-up hole, which would lead deeper into the cave. She looked, ears pointed, suddenly longing to go there. "I heard...", she tried again in a distracted murmur. "That you drink the juices of a cactus each morning and evening..." Maren's right fore-hoof had slowly started to lift up, and before she knew it her body-weight had started to fall forward - and she walked. "To stay healthy? Or some skin fungus, perhaps?", now just randomly being creative with possibilities. Then finally, she had fully engaged herself, moving away from the winged, giving in to her need to go down. So with her halo flickering like a lamp above her head, she looked over her shoulder - because she remembered who she was supposed to be, and paused. Maren smiled, sincere. "Would you like to accompany this old hag, Mesec the moon-eyed, in my journey down?" She swished her tail as she waited. "I would love to share stories with you." , she added in an almost-whisper that echoed slightly against the cave walls.
@[Mesec] || Notes: || Wordcount: 718 || "talking" ||
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