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yael
Yael and Aly are of the same mind regarding the weather – the warmer and greener, the better. Winter is the worst type of punishment the God(s) could possibly send upon the world, for as far as Yael is concerned, there is never, ever a reason to kill everything and make their followers huddle together for warmth. Luckily, she is slightly better prepared for the upcoming season change, having recently gotten the sweetest gift from Raeden. As soon as the weather begins to turn, they’re sure to see Yael don it once the sun sets.
The newly minted Sage chose to approach Aly first for a reason: mostly because she’d rather not be nervous all day, and because she imagines Lyanna’s story will come more easily than the Queen’s – if only because she is closer to the Moon Doctor. Aly might require a finer line, a more gentle inquiry than Lyanna, and it’s time Yael started using some of her former skills again. “Eksellent,” Yael replies in a perfectly agreeable manner, as the two pegasi stroll through woods filled with tall, early-morning shadows. She rather naively thought the Queen wouldn’t need a prompt, but when she asks the golden where she should start, Yael realizes she may need to be a bit more hands on with this one.
“Vell…” she begins with a deep breath, “Vherever your feel zere ees a natural starting place. Perxaps vhere you vere born, ze name of eet? Eef zere ees somet’ing you do not vant to tell me, feel free to keep eet to yourself, but zis ees purely academic on my part… no judgement… ah, anyt’ing said een confeedence stays beteen us, of corse.” And really, who would Yael tell? She isn’t the gossip-y sort. Her head tilts a little to one side as she regards the friendly Queen, a light, encouraging smile urging her gently on.
trust your heart if the seas catch fire
live by love, though the stars walk backwards
@Alysanne
Sorry dis is blah :/
Please only tag in starter posts, or if the thread is getting dusty
Force and magic allowed, no death please
