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03-15-2017, 04:29 PM
The sun was beginning to set for the night, as my ears perk up. A thundering bellow rings throughout the Throat. The voice, clearly the same male voice who Father Sun had named our new Sultan. I had just settled in for the night when the sound reached my ears. Gently I stand, shaking the sand from my coat and wings before setting off to find out what was going on. It's times like this, I am thankful for inheriting something from my mother. Her coat never got dirty, and it seems my dark coat is hard to get dirty as well. My mother's, um well I guess they are mine now, so my amulets clink softly from where they are tucked under my smaller set of wings. A few others have arrived, but one sticks out the most. Saoirse, one of the few friends I have made. Quietly I slip through the crowd until I can stand by his side. Gently, I extend one of my larger wings to attempt to nudge Saoirse to let him know I am there. Quietly I listen to the meeting. First our Sultan speaks, and I have to admit I want to feel the way he does. He says we are one big family... But how can we be a big family when I don't know most of those who are supposed to be my family. He announced another as a lead, a new Sultana. A black and blue mare steps up and takes her place next to him. She to speaks and talks about family. I look to Saoirse, just as another speaks. Offering to go somewhere. Saoirse joins in offering to go somewhere as well. Before I can even think, I find the words coming from my mouth. "I, uh, I want to go too. I want to help." Smooth, real smooth. "Talking" Farah |
