Jah-Lilah
someday, we will foresee obstacles
There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown...
The red mare was simultaneously exhilarated and bewildered as she meandered through the forest. She had left the meadow, the words of Circinae echoing loudly in her mind. Taiga, she said. Jah had heard of it, a dense, tree covered land near the sea. Jah had always loved the sea. The sound of the waves crashing on the beach, the way the moon reflected on the water. Perhaps a trip to Taiga wouldn't be so bad after all. Besides, she didn't have to stay, and she did want to see Wolf-of-the-Water again, sooner than later. She exhaled loudly, ducking to avoid a low-hanging branch. She spied scattered groups of equine here and there, making conversation in the common area. She didn't stop for pleasantries. She grunted and kicked out, her damn tail was caught in some underbrush. She attempted to snatch it away, and crow-hopped sideways in frustration. There we go, that worked. She turned and snorted at the bushes, then pressed onward. She paused when she came to the river, lowering her muzzle to the icy H2O.
As she rehydrated and gazed into the crystalline water, she couldn't help but think of her new acquaintance. What wonders she had gotten to see first hand! A teleporter, a jumper. Jah-Lilah had never knew anyone who was able to beam themselves from one place to the next. She had heard of creatures able to do this, but that's where it ended, hearsay. Jah was amped to see more of the girl. But her talents didn't end there, the distinctly canine smell that had surrounded her, the lupine mannerisms she had, all had been revealed upon her departure. My little beatnik should have known she was a shape-shifter. All the signs were there, Jah just hadn't been paying attention. Shame on you, Jah, you know better.
She stepped forward until reaching the other side of the stream, and her senses were on high alert. She could tell she was nearing the boundary lines of Taiga, and she was anxious. She knew that by stepping into the stallion Ruan's territory she was opening herself up to be marked as his, tied to this land. Jah-Lilah belonged to the ground, to the sky, to the trees, to the Earth-Mother. How could she ever stay in one place? Then the memory of when she met the siren who called her here floods back. Jah recalls the feeling of her body pressed close, her breath hot and sweet on her back, then her hip. Circinae had rubbed the thin, velour skin of her face on Jah's flank, and even now she could still feel it. It was this that drove Jah here, the longing to be near this strange mare for some reason. This longing made her brave. She toed the wrinkle in the land that marked Ruan's territory, pawing hesitantly. Her muscles jumped tensely beneath her coat. She raised her head high, blowing hard, searching desperately for Circinae's exclusive smell. She called out boldly, taking a few tentative steps forward...
...But I'll be yours, if you'll be mine.
The red mare was simultaneously exhilarated and bewildered as she meandered through the forest. She had left the meadow, the words of Circinae echoing loudly in her mind. Taiga, she said. Jah had heard of it, a dense, tree covered land near the sea. Jah had always loved the sea. The sound of the waves crashing on the beach, the way the moon reflected on the water. Perhaps a trip to Taiga wouldn't be so bad after all. Besides, she didn't have to stay, and she did want to see Wolf-of-the-Water again, sooner than later. She exhaled loudly, ducking to avoid a low-hanging branch. She spied scattered groups of equine here and there, making conversation in the common area. She didn't stop for pleasantries. She grunted and kicked out, her damn tail was caught in some underbrush. She attempted to snatch it away, and crow-hopped sideways in frustration. There we go, that worked. She turned and snorted at the bushes, then pressed onward. She paused when she came to the river, lowering her muzzle to the icy H2O.
As she rehydrated and gazed into the crystalline water, she couldn't help but think of her new acquaintance. What wonders she had gotten to see first hand! A teleporter, a jumper. Jah-Lilah had never knew anyone who was able to beam themselves from one place to the next. She had heard of creatures able to do this, but that's where it ended, hearsay. Jah was amped to see more of the girl. But her talents didn't end there, the distinctly canine smell that had surrounded her, the lupine mannerisms she had, all had been revealed upon her departure. My little beatnik should have known she was a shape-shifter. All the signs were there, Jah just hadn't been paying attention. Shame on you, Jah, you know better.
She stepped forward until reaching the other side of the stream, and her senses were on high alert. She could tell she was nearing the boundary lines of Taiga, and she was anxious. She knew that by stepping into the stallion Ruan's territory she was opening herself up to be marked as his, tied to this land. Jah-Lilah belonged to the ground, to the sky, to the trees, to the Earth-Mother. How could she ever stay in one place? Then the memory of when she met the siren who called her here floods back. Jah recalls the feeling of her body pressed close, her breath hot and sweet on her back, then her hip. Circinae had rubbed the thin, velour skin of her face on Jah's flank, and even now she could still feel it. It was this that drove Jah here, the longing to be near this strange mare for some reason. This longing made her brave. She toed the wrinkle in the land that marked Ruan's territory, pawing hesitantly. Her muscles jumped tensely beneath her coat. She raised her head high, blowing hard, searching desperately for Circinae's exclusive smell. She called out boldly, taking a few tentative steps forward...
...But I'll be yours, if you'll be mine.
@[Circinae]