The dark woman's green eyes widen as the momentarily wary mare suddenly perked up and spoke. Naga couldn't help but smile, her dark singe tipped ears flick forward as she listens intently. Naila, a pretty name, Naga was fond of "N" names. It was a trend with her siblings...Noctus, her blind sister Nerissa. Definitely a deliberate pattern the naming. Naila speaks of traveling, our dark woman knows much about travel. Having traveled very far and very fast as a young filly to escape her demented mother.
She waits for Naila to finish, a smile upon her dark lips as she begins to speak.
"Well Naila, it is a pleasure to meet you. Beqanna is a lovely place, I myself have lived here all my life. You must be glad to finally be in a set land, I myself traveled far across Beqanna and ended up at the Amazon's border as a young filly. That is why I am not so keen of the cold, it is warm all year round there."
She pauses, and watches the mare glance about the field. She wondered what the golden woman was thinking of, but her answer was soon given when Naila speaks again. ah, yes, now is the fun part. Not often that I meet someone who doesn't know what the Amazon is. she thinks to herself before nodding her head and her sultry voice comes pouring from her lips.
Glad you asked! The Amazons are a kingdom full of women, no stallions. We have formed a what has always been called, "The Sisterhood". We live deep in the heart of the Amazon Jungle, a place once full of lush greenery and exotic wildlife. Though sadly it does not look as beautiful as it did not more than a few months ago. War raged on between some of the kingdoms, we got caught up in the battle. Thus why my hair is burnt, the jungle was set aflame.
She pauses, her head sinks a moment and she closes her eyes tight as a memory of the blaze pops into her mind. She shakes it off and continues on.
Even though it is not as lush as it once was, we are trying hard to clean up the mess and go on with our daily lives. We are a strong bunch, and very welcoming. Plus it is warm all year, so no having to grow a winter coat! If you'd like, I can show you my home and share it with you? I know it may not be too pretty, but as soon as spring comes it will be back to it's former glory. Though I can promise you a nice home with a strong family and network of friends.
With that she keeps her bright green cat's gaze on Naila, her ears perked forward. She hoped the mare would not be turned off by the sound of their now scorched Jungle....it would be hard glorifying a place that has lost a lot of is glory, temporarily of course. As sad as it was, she knew it would eventually grow back, and so would the kingdom's resident's pride. For now, all Naga could do was go about her normal diplomatic duties and do her best to help grow their kingdom back.
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the jungle panther of atrox and shadowmere