09-21-2017, 06:17 PM
The the roan mare sees her, but before she replies turns back to glance at the same shadows Djinni had found empty a moment before. The rose mare's eyes follow the roan'a gaze, but the treeline is still empty, and she refocuses on the newcomer with curious tilt of her head.
Djinni does not have time to probe, for the other mare bursts into an answer, and Djinni's ears flick quickly to take in all the other female has to say. She sounds lost, confused, but that is not entirely uncommon. It's rarer now than in the days immedialty following the Reckoning, but there are still those who show up, searching for places and horses that had been lost below the sea.
And yes, that seems to be the case here: this mare is searching for a kingdom that no longer exists.
"I never lived in the Jungle, no." She answers honestly, but speaks again before the words will have time to dim this stranger's hope. "But Nerine was founded by the Sisterhood after the Reckoning, and remains true to spirit of the Amazons. Several of the residents here - including our Queen Nayl - called the Jungle home."
Most of the warrior women that Djinni had known are long gone, their bones bleached by the sea. Still, that does not mean that those this stranger seeks have all vanished.
"Who are you looking for? Perhaps one of the sisters here might know where they are, or what happened to them." There is genuine interest in the rose-gold mare's gave, and while the wind blows a hank of flaxen mane across her eyes, she does not remove her focus from this stranger.
Djinni does not have time to probe, for the other mare bursts into an answer, and Djinni's ears flick quickly to take in all the other female has to say. She sounds lost, confused, but that is not entirely uncommon. It's rarer now than in the days immedialty following the Reckoning, but there are still those who show up, searching for places and horses that had been lost below the sea.
And yes, that seems to be the case here: this mare is searching for a kingdom that no longer exists.
"I never lived in the Jungle, no." She answers honestly, but speaks again before the words will have time to dim this stranger's hope. "But Nerine was founded by the Sisterhood after the Reckoning, and remains true to spirit of the Amazons. Several of the residents here - including our Queen Nayl - called the Jungle home."
Most of the warrior women that Djinni had known are long gone, their bones bleached by the sea. Still, that does not mean that those this stranger seeks have all vanished.
"Who are you looking for? Perhaps one of the sisters here might know where they are, or what happened to them." There is genuine interest in the rose-gold mare's gave, and while the wind blows a hank of flaxen mane across her eyes, she does not remove her focus from this stranger.