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01-04-2017, 11:16 AM
 Najya still wasn’t entirely sure what to think of Kisamoa. To this point he seemed perfectly peaceable and had lived up to his word thus far. She had no reason to doubt him and his intentions. That didn’t mean that the russet mare was not wary. She’d seen what could happen. She’d seen blood run in rivers across disputed and damaged lands before. She just held tightly to the hope that this truly was a peaceable call to action to heal not to destroy. Najya was willing to go on faith for the time being, and seeing so many make the same choice made her decision easier. She knew that Helovia was not filled with a community of those quick to trust. She was unfamiliar with the land that the Sea-God now called to their attention, but it was evident that that something terrible had transpired her. She finds it difficult to tear her hazel eyes away from the ragged damaged landscape - stunned by how many bones and dead things are smattered as far as the eye can see. Discomfort settled deep in her stomach, but she wasn’t going to let that stop her from helping - especially when so many lept into action with no hesitation at all. To beach? A’mal queried, wondering if perhaps they could gather closer to the familiarity of the sea. Najya, thankful for her companion’s suggestion simply nodded and moved off towards the Endless Blue - hopeful that the sound of the sea soothe her concerns. -- najya -- |
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