Nyka.
Nyka smelled the scent of a colt in the air, her skull swiveled around, her dark brown orbs searching, before they finally land on him. Hes almost right in front of her. She takes a few gentle steps backwards.. not yet sure who may be friend or foe. She silently watches as he dips his head in a sign of respect. She hesitantly does the same, before letting her weight settle on her pillars. Hey there.. I'm Ivar" the colt speaks. Nyka cracks a charming smile, her eyes kind.. yet cautious. "Nice to meet you Ivar." Nyka said,her vocals were fluid and silky yet distinctive. She gave a gentle bow of her head, to let him know she would cause him no harm.. unless he were to attack first. Nyka's brain was almost always on the defensive.
"Here to find a home?" the boy asked curiously. Nyka thought for a moment, was a home what she wanted? was a teacher what she wanted? was something to fight for what she wanted? yes. She nodded her head softly. "Yes, a home would be nice." Nyka said confidently. "Where are you from Ivar?" She asked the colt quizzically
"Here to find a home?" the boy asked curiously. Nyka thought for a moment, was a home what she wanted? was a teacher what she wanted? was something to fight for what she wanted? yes. She nodded her head softly. "Yes, a home would be nice." Nyka said confidently. "Where are you from Ivar?" She asked the colt quizzically
lightning in her soul, thunder in her heart, and chaos in her bones