well I've got thick skin and an elastic heart [Brennan/Any]

[Tantalize]

tantalize

infinity overhead

and i whisper, are you listening?

It’s become this strange habit, randomly leaving the jungle to seek out any faces from her past. When Lion wasn’t haunting her nightmares, Landon would pop up with a sense of peace. The Tundra stallion had probably been the only one left with the possibility of putting the pieces of her back together. She thinks of him often, how handsome he was. The way they had battled in the Alliance against each other and although he had beaten her, she remembered his flirtatious nature and didn’t hold it against him. It had been a blossoming beginning, so new and held so much possibility. And then all that bullshit happened and her life fell apart and everyone disappeared, she disappeared.

As if in a dream state, she finds that her hooves have hit the dirt. She’s no longer in the jungle, on the path that leads towards the Brotherhood. She doesn’t remember even deciding to go, to leave. It’s a bit disconcerting but she doesn’t turn back. In her prowling way, the jaguar mare continues forward until her hooves are crunching their way over ice. She can’t help but shiver, her fur too short for this weather when all she is use to is humidity. She’s a jaguar, not a snow leopard. This is out of her element. Still she crosses the border, an old habit due to her Khaleesi days. Golden eyes narrowed as snow is thrown in her face from a gust of wind, head lowered, struggling slightly as her limbs sink into the drifts. She won’t stay long she thinks. Just see if he’s here.

It dawns her again that her father had once roamed these lands, had called this home. Had first made something of himself. And also failed as a King here, disappeared. A quick smile flits across her lips at the memory, like father like daughter. Her muscles involuntarily spasm as the cold chills her to the bone, a forlorn spotted figure in a sea of white. Waiting for someone to show. They always did.