05-08-2017, 10:27 PM
It had been some time since anything exciting had happened in Tephra, at least in Thanata's eyes. Things had been relatively peaceful, which was also a piece of good news. There had been no fights among the kingdom, the residents were peacefully coexisting... all in all, it was relatively nice. Though the mare had heard through the grapevine that the kingdom of Ischia had gained a new leader, it didn't seem that the island kingdom was in severe trouble. There was no rumors of an impending battle, and if there were any horses that had left Ischia, they seemed to be in hiding for now, probably recuperating after having their home taken.
The mare had briefly thought of going to the Tephra's leader and explaining the situation, but she also figured that the leader would wish to not involve the residents in a fight that wasn't theirs. They might have faced casualties, no matter how many gifted horses fought on either side. Thanata's heart and mind were still at war, for she often wondered what could've happened had the Tephra assisted those of Ischia and prevented them from losing their home.
Not like anything could be done about it now though; Thanata knew who the previous leader of Ischia was, but any sightings of her seemed to have died down in the three days following the takeover by the stallion who was now running the place. The black mare had gone to some horses in the Meadow and Forest, even a few in the field, to see if they spotted any sign of the mare and any who might have followed her from Ischia. Every day, there was no news, and while Thanata still held out hope, she couldn't help but wonder if the former leader was in hiding for a reason.
Thanata was an effective multitasker, often going over what had to be done for the day as well as thoughts plaguing her mind while performing other jobs. She was not a full-fledged warrior yet, but felt confident enough in her own abilities to at least stall if not defend the Tephra's border from any intruders. Which was why, today, she was out exploring, as well as keeping an eye out for dangers that may lurk beyond.
She did eventually come across something - someone - but they did not appear to be a threat. Having followed the river from the herd's main grazing meadow, her hooves crunching through the layers of snow blanketing Tephra's ground, she spotted him. It was a young stallion, probably around an early maturity age. Young enough to be considered a colt by some who didn't know better, but old enough that he could more than likely protect a few mares and lead a herd, whether or not he had the experience to back him up.
His coat was dark, an obsidian black, like Thanata's own. From her vantage point, she could faintly make out a dorsal stripe down the stallion's back, as well as red-colored streaks in his mane and tail. He was a handsome young creature, fit and proud, no doubt one who had confidence in himself.
He vaguely reminded Thanata of a champagne stallion she spotted in the Field one day when she'd left Tephra to find news of Ischia's new leader.
Thanata figured this stallion might be here to ask for a home, or as a visitor from another kingdom. Deciding to go and greet him, the mare made her way down from the small outcropping of rocks she'd been using as a vantage point. Her powerful limbs supported her on the way, her hooves placed carefully with each step; a practiced gait, one she'd picked up during her time in the Tundra due to the amount of snow that had fallen there each cold season. She wasn't a pro at navigation, for she did fall at times, but she had enough practice that she did rarely fall nowadays.
Though she was upwind, she figured she would call out to the stallion and alert him of her presence, which would give him time to react based on what he wanted to do. In a soft voice, she spoke to him, staying a good number of feet away to show she respected his personal space, "Hello. You seem to be new here; are you looking for someone? One of our leaders perhaps?"
The mare had briefly thought of going to the Tephra's leader and explaining the situation, but she also figured that the leader would wish to not involve the residents in a fight that wasn't theirs. They might have faced casualties, no matter how many gifted horses fought on either side. Thanata's heart and mind were still at war, for she often wondered what could've happened had the Tephra assisted those of Ischia and prevented them from losing their home.
Not like anything could be done about it now though; Thanata knew who the previous leader of Ischia was, but any sightings of her seemed to have died down in the three days following the takeover by the stallion who was now running the place. The black mare had gone to some horses in the Meadow and Forest, even a few in the field, to see if they spotted any sign of the mare and any who might have followed her from Ischia. Every day, there was no news, and while Thanata still held out hope, she couldn't help but wonder if the former leader was in hiding for a reason.
Thanata was an effective multitasker, often going over what had to be done for the day as well as thoughts plaguing her mind while performing other jobs. She was not a full-fledged warrior yet, but felt confident enough in her own abilities to at least stall if not defend the Tephra's border from any intruders. Which was why, today, she was out exploring, as well as keeping an eye out for dangers that may lurk beyond.
She did eventually come across something - someone - but they did not appear to be a threat. Having followed the river from the herd's main grazing meadow, her hooves crunching through the layers of snow blanketing Tephra's ground, she spotted him. It was a young stallion, probably around an early maturity age. Young enough to be considered a colt by some who didn't know better, but old enough that he could more than likely protect a few mares and lead a herd, whether or not he had the experience to back him up.
His coat was dark, an obsidian black, like Thanata's own. From her vantage point, she could faintly make out a dorsal stripe down the stallion's back, as well as red-colored streaks in his mane and tail. He was a handsome young creature, fit and proud, no doubt one who had confidence in himself.
He vaguely reminded Thanata of a champagne stallion she spotted in the Field one day when she'd left Tephra to find news of Ischia's new leader.
Thanata figured this stallion might be here to ask for a home, or as a visitor from another kingdom. Deciding to go and greet him, the mare made her way down from the small outcropping of rocks she'd been using as a vantage point. Her powerful limbs supported her on the way, her hooves placed carefully with each step; a practiced gait, one she'd picked up during her time in the Tundra due to the amount of snow that had fallen there each cold season. She wasn't a pro at navigation, for she did fall at times, but she had enough practice that she did rarely fall nowadays.
Though she was upwind, she figured she would call out to the stallion and alert him of her presence, which would give him time to react based on what he wanted to do. In a soft voice, she spoke to him, staying a good number of feet away to show she respected his personal space, "Hello. You seem to be new here; are you looking for someone? One of our leaders perhaps?"