| RAISE WHAT’S LEFT OF THE FLAG FOR ME
Wessex loiters on the edge of the water, her sun-colored eyes peering intently at the large island that is bathed in gold and pink and purple. Lost in thought, she finds herself caught up in wondering if she could swim the distance before the sun goes down; it is a very foolish thing to think. But there are girls to impress, and what more could she want than the for Tiamat’s gaze to fall adoringly on her brawny limbs, oohing and ahhing over her bravery and athleticism. The distance between the mainland and the island seems only half as far as the distance to the Isles (and that expedition truly was the most boneheaded, reckless thing she had done of late. Her mother would have had her hide salted and cured if she’d pulled that stunt while in her army.)
Eventually, she comes to the conclusion that even though the distance seems relatively short, she cannot know the dangers that the waters hold, and any undertaking should be reserved for low tide the next day. And so the light fades, the white of her horns are painted in lighter shades of red, while the tips seem darker, and her scars begin to glow ever so faintly. The breeze coming off the water is pleasant enough, and she delays retreating to the non-sandy edge in order to find her dinner.
From some ways up the beach, a call echoes, causing Wessex to perk her ears up in interest. Oh. What better way to earn one’s supper than by a little bit of physical activity beforehand? And... she could use a non-herdmate to test her evolving skills on. So why not? The mottled mare answers the battle request with a deep, rich sounding cry of her own and turns to find the source. With her back to the setting fireball, her shadow grow long and distorted before her, giving her the guise of a monster that would fool only the youngest of children. For now.
When Wessed finds her next sparring opponent, she’s ultimately glad for the dimmer light and its ability to hide the surprise on her face.
Well. This should be interesting.
W E S S E X |
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Wessex is coming to play! You may have the first move ^_^
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