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03-10-2016, 02:01 PM
It is in Iscah that Naja finds solace. His presence is comforting and the low rumble of his voice as they talk about things that seem to matter very little make her smile. He is more a home to her than Helovia and any herdland held within its borders. As long as she is with Iscah she is comfortable, happy, and protected. Because of this she tends to travel with him wherever he goes because she does not have the strength within herself yet to trust anyone but him. She is with Iscah, as per usual, when she too hears the summons from the stallion that accepted them into his herd. As much as she would like to ignore a gathering she knows she cannot and at Iscah's beckoning she moves with him. Now and then her wing stretches just enough to make sure he is still at her side. Sometimes she feels his muzzle against her neck or the tug of her mane and she knows to stop because he has stopped. This is the case when they finally reach the gathering. Iscah tugs at her mane and Naja halts then sidles up close to his side and stands quietly, listening. The pale priestess' head turns when she hears Iscah speak about joining the builders. This surprises her because she thinks he would have gone after a religious role, but then again, she thinks, these gods aren't their gods. Rather than speak up the mare stays silent because she is still unsure of where she fits in to the herd. "." To the ends of the earth would you follow me? There's a world that was meant for our eyes to see |
