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02-15-2017, 10:33 PM
It had not been long that the dappled bay had been a part of the herd. She was rather... Well. Ignorant to what had happened in Helovia over the past weeks, let alone years. And the idea of gods who spoke to their subjects was. Well. She would have naturally made some sarcastic crack at insanity over hearing voices... But the problem was - when the God of Spark had commanded their presence - she had heard it to. And as rough as life had been she liked to think she was relatively sane.
Qeren felt... Obligated? Her movements had been careful, as she still had been getting acquainted with the lands. The miss matched eyes holding a curiosity, perhaps a tinge of worry over what could potentially be the reason for this strange call. The one she had come to know best as of yet was in fact Tiamat. he mare had brought her here. The others - well. She was careful. While wanting to belong it was difficult to really open up. Being around others had helped greatly. Felt... right.
The mare knew she should make more of an effort to forge relationships, with the others in the herd. If she stayed in Helovia - she would need a herd. A people. But she never had been great with people. Her sarcasm grated on some. Or rather, it could grate on many. Sometimes it was hard to know if she was joking or being pissy. But she should at least try.
She had arrived before the God had started speaking. Ears swivling towards the one whom commanded - he just had an authority swirling about him like nothing the tall mare had experienced before. Still Qeren stopped near the edge, feeling much an outsider looking in. Intrigued by the words spoken. When the god stopped she bit her tongue. Part of her wanted to ask what she could feel in her bones. It would have been a pointless question. Orbs searched. Finding Tiamat. Of whom apparently had just received a higher station. She would have congratulated the other mare, yet she was further off. Instead, she listened.
NOTE || oops here I am late to the party
"speech here" thought here
Qeren felt... Obligated? Her movements had been careful, as she still had been getting acquainted with the lands. The miss matched eyes holding a curiosity, perhaps a tinge of worry over what could potentially be the reason for this strange call. The one she had come to know best as of yet was in fact Tiamat. he mare had brought her here. The others - well. She was careful. While wanting to belong it was difficult to really open up. Being around others had helped greatly. Felt... right.
The mare knew she should make more of an effort to forge relationships, with the others in the herd. If she stayed in Helovia - she would need a herd. A people. But she never had been great with people. Her sarcasm grated on some. Or rather, it could grate on many. Sometimes it was hard to know if she was joking or being pissy. But she should at least try.
She had arrived before the God had started speaking. Ears swivling towards the one whom commanded - he just had an authority swirling about him like nothing the tall mare had experienced before. Still Qeren stopped near the edge, feeling much an outsider looking in. Intrigued by the words spoken. When the god stopped she bit her tongue. Part of her wanted to ask what she could feel in her bones. It would have been a pointless question. Orbs searched. Finding Tiamat. Of whom apparently had just received a higher station. She would have congratulated the other mare, yet she was further off. Instead, she listened.
NOTE || oops here I am late to the party
"speech here" thought here
Going ahead and saying she'll be rated M as she doth not have the mouth of a lady.... #swearfest
