04-09-2017, 09:18 PM
Raxa was a loyal warrior for the kingdom. She performed her duties with the utmost effort she could, watching over the others who lived here, going out on mock battles, and patrolling the borders to make sure there were no threats present that could harm any members of the kingdom.
Which is why she was one of the first to pick up on something wrong. Raxa just seemed to know when there was trouble somewhere on the border line, perhaps an innate sense she developed because her desire to protect Sylva was that strong. She didn't know why she could sense it, and didn't complain; it helped her have a grasp on things around here, confront the trouble before the threat got any bigger.
Raxa had been with Anahi a while ago, learning about some speaking tactics. Raxa wasn't usually one to watch her mouth, much like Zhenga, and that got her in trouble. As a seasoned warrior and kingdom members, she knew she also had to learn how to show respect if she wished for Sylva's best fortune. So, she'd taken to asking Anahi for lessons on how to present oneself. Anahi had been teaching her for a few weeks now, and Raxa was making some progress. After their work that morning ended, Raxa left Anahi in the herd's main grazing meadow, going out to look over the borders.
When she felt something was wrong, she picked up the pace, and then spotted him easily near the trees. A stallion, a tall being, but tall didn't mean strong. Raxa began galloping toward him, picking up speed when Djinni also appeared. Not wanting to appear threatening, Raxa slowed down her gait as she got closer and closer, her pace a calm walk as she got up next to her leader.
"Djinni, is everything all right?" she asked in the calmest voice she could muster despite her unease around the stallion, "I was out checking the border when I sensed something was wrong. Has this stranger done something?"
Which is why she was one of the first to pick up on something wrong. Raxa just seemed to know when there was trouble somewhere on the border line, perhaps an innate sense she developed because her desire to protect Sylva was that strong. She didn't know why she could sense it, and didn't complain; it helped her have a grasp on things around here, confront the trouble before the threat got any bigger.
Raxa had been with Anahi a while ago, learning about some speaking tactics. Raxa wasn't usually one to watch her mouth, much like Zhenga, and that got her in trouble. As a seasoned warrior and kingdom members, she knew she also had to learn how to show respect if she wished for Sylva's best fortune. So, she'd taken to asking Anahi for lessons on how to present oneself. Anahi had been teaching her for a few weeks now, and Raxa was making some progress. After their work that morning ended, Raxa left Anahi in the herd's main grazing meadow, going out to look over the borders.
When she felt something was wrong, she picked up the pace, and then spotted him easily near the trees. A stallion, a tall being, but tall didn't mean strong. Raxa began galloping toward him, picking up speed when Djinni also appeared. Not wanting to appear threatening, Raxa slowed down her gait as she got closer and closer, her pace a calm walk as she got up next to her leader.
"Djinni, is everything all right?" she asked in the calmest voice she could muster despite her unease around the stallion, "I was out checking the border when I sensed something was wrong. Has this stranger done something?"