Sakara's blue orbs scanned the field once more before something happened. Something or someone was around, but her eyes couldn't land on anyone in particular. A scent had drifted to her nose and she inhaled deeply. It was as if a ghost was around, but the mare dismissed the thought almost immediately. Ghosts weren't real and Sakara didn't believe in them. She was new to Beqanna and has seen her fair share of winged and horned creatures, but ghosts? They didn't exist.
Her thoughts changed from the "ghost" to the mare. Wishbone is who's asking, lovely. Her voice was smooth with a hint of roughness as she said it. Sakara raised her eyebrows slightly as the bay mare spoke. She mirrored some of her words, and Sakara wasn't sure if it was flirty or sarcastic in nature. Either way, a small playful smile crept across her mouth. The mare's voice then echoed through her mind again. Sakara. The ghost mare liked the way she said her name. Do you know anything of Beqanna, Sakara? She had frequented The Field for a few days, but she had not explored any more of these mystical lands.
It had been a crazy couple of days for her. She has seen souls that did not look like her, horns, wings, different colors. She wasn't used to all of these differences in her old homeland. The mare liked these differences though. The horses were unique. She wondered if she had a different appearance to others. Sakara knew she looked like just a bag of bones and maybe that was what made her different.
The ghost mare looked back to Wishbone. "Well, Wishbone, if I'm being honest, I'd rather not be here. It bores me." Her ice blue orbs flicked to the field and then back to the dark mare. "I know nothing of Beqanna, but it is a strange place. What do you know of these lands?" Sakara assumed Wishbone had been in these lands for quite a while if she was asking. Wheels in her head started to turn and she started to think the bay mare could be a valuable soul to know. Who knew all of the things she could inform the ghost mare about.
SAKARA
CAN YOU TELL FROM THE LOOK IN OUR EYES? WE'RE GOING NOWHERE.
CAN YOU TELL FROM THE LOOK IN OUR EYES? WE'RE GOING NOWHERE.
@[Wishbone] @[Rajanish]