Kreios
wildcat of the falls
I hear the sound of racing hooves, and look up from my grazing to see the roan stallion – Archam – racing about the Field. He looks pleased, and as a curious creature, I leave my late morning meal and move toward him. As I’m approaching, I hear him call for the kingdom, and wonder what he’s beckoning us for. Clsoer, I can see that there is a stranger at his side.
Perhaps she is a new member of the kingdom? That would make sense; Archam wants the rest of the kingdom to meet her. I suspect that she might simply be a member of herd though; he does seem to have a rather lot of those. Either way, I am intrigued. The champagne mare is quite lovely, her color nearly matching Ashara’s who I see has heard Archam’s summons as well.
I offer the palomino mare a warm smile, knowing that she is closer to Ygritte than she is to me, but grateful for her service to the kingdom regardless. She has done well in her time here.
Ashara asks the new mare the same questions that I had been pondering; I arrive at the group just in time to hear them. I’ve stopped a comfortable distance away; close enough to converse, but hopefully not enough to seem as though I am intruding. My size lends itself to the intrusion interpretation more often than not, though I hold my head lower than usual, and greet both Archam and the champagne mare with a friendly smile.
“Hello,” I saw with a smile, “I’m Kreios.”
The mare’s reply about Archam’s chivalry has me turning to eye the bay stallion with amusement. It is humorous only because he had been chivalrous; had he been less than polite he’d be finding himself a new home. Archam might rule his herd while it dwells in the Falls, but neither I nor Ygritte will stand for behavior that is aligned with that of the evil kingdoms.
I, too, am curious about her answer to Ashara’s question, but it seems that she’s not entirely sure what is being asked of her. That, at least, is something that I can clear up.
“Since Archam invited you here, he’s probably wanting you to join his herd. ” I tell her, glancing to Archam curiously to ascertain if this is true. “You could also join the kingdom, and serve it as a warrior or a diplomat – or both. If you’d like to join the kingdom, but not to serve, you’re welcome to live here as a resident. Archam’s mares live here as residents of the kingdom and as members of his herd. It’s entirely up to you what you wish to do.” I know that it is a lot of information to handle at once, but I (and I’m sure the others) are willing to answer any questions she might have.
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