01-05-2018, 09:57 PM
Isobell
i'll wait for inside the bottom of the deep blue sea
The silver eyed mare watches across the river for nothing of particular interest. She finds herself at the river almost as easily as she does Nerine. It calls to her in a secret measure that her ears only seem to hear. This was a forbidden sacred place of her death and rebirth...a result of the illustrious scaled body of rainbow moonstone and glassy obsidian.Moonlight and moondark.
Her features are hard as she daydreams with open eyes, the drift of her mind as comfortable as the thick clouds that dot the sky overhead. The supernatural beauty of the kelpie queen does not falter with her tight lipped expression but simply explode in a lovely studious manner. Her thoughts had stalled on the familiar shape of Ivar in the white of small water foam and green leaves that slip across her vision...and she wonders briefly if he would rise up to snatch her below again...but the bastard would not dare to submit her to his reign. Thick lashes fall to shut out the mercury filled pools and the imagine of the Loess king, his face washed away with the slam of one of her finely made hooves.
With opening eyes, Isobell draws a breath and releases it slowly, the dark lips softening and the edges curling to a slight smile that she typically worn. The river, talkative with its coy gurgles, was not a place of fear and regret but simply a quiet place where the earth could speak in its native tongue. Isobell pulls herself into the chilled embrace of the cool liquid with no particular regard to how it could be perceived. It felt good and the shock was only momentary as the dark tips of her long tail drift on the water's surface. The tug of her previously forgotten thirst beckons her to sip the liquid slowly, enjoying the feel of it against her tongue.
Just a side thread on its own alternate time line XD oh well we can fit this in to make sense another time but it is either spring or summer.