01-18-2016, 08:11 PM
Sanatae smiled when the mare commented on her name. No one has said that before. She nodded slightly as she listened to her, intrigued by the kingdom. She had heard about the kingdoms before. The thought of being part of something bigger than herself sent a twinge of excitement through her. Plus, it was mostly mares, which gave her a sense of comfort. She had always felt more secure around mares rather than stallions.
But, what if she didn't like it?
As if the mare had read her mind, she told her that she could leave any time she'd like if the kingdom wasn't the right fit. She felt confident that it would, but you never know. Some things aren't always was they are said to be. But the stranger had no reason to lie. She nodded again, this time more noticeable.
"I would love to join this kingdom of yours. I have heard much about them, and they seem wonderful. Especially the Amazons." She nickered, head slightly cocked to one side in curiosity.
Upon speaking, Sanatae realized that the mare hadn't given a name for herself. Perhaps she didn't have a name? But that was ridiculous. A name is like a statement. A statement with a code within it. And, if you were able to decode those jumbles of words, then you are able to find out what the person is all about. She had to have a name!
"Do you have a name?" She asked, one ear pricking, the other trained off to the side in uncertainty.
But, what if she didn't like it?
As if the mare had read her mind, she told her that she could leave any time she'd like if the kingdom wasn't the right fit. She felt confident that it would, but you never know. Some things aren't always was they are said to be. But the stranger had no reason to lie. She nodded again, this time more noticeable.
"I would love to join this kingdom of yours. I have heard much about them, and they seem wonderful. Especially the Amazons." She nickered, head slightly cocked to one side in curiosity.
Upon speaking, Sanatae realized that the mare hadn't given a name for herself. Perhaps she didn't have a name? But that was ridiculous. A name is like a statement. A statement with a code within it. And, if you were able to decode those jumbles of words, then you are able to find out what the person is all about. She had to have a name!
"Do you have a name?" She asked, one ear pricking, the other trained off to the side in uncertainty.