07-28-2016, 06:13 PM
I am not afraid.
Celeana
"Of course the Jungle is always open." The amazonian filly jumped into the conversation. She allowed a smirk to be released from her velvet lips. "I thought they were joking. That they would actually let you out." She chuckled, verdant hues inspecting the ebony girl. Her attention turning towards the taloned mare. "I'm Celeana of the Jungle. How do you do?" The speckled girl dipped her head respectfully, allowing a green eye to linger upon the Tundra mare.
"Of course I'd love to rant about my kingdom. Do you mind?" A roguish grin formed upon her lips. "Of course you don't." Rolling her shoulders the appaloosa filly exhaled. "The Jungle is a sisterhood. Where only females are allowed to uphold ranks. Of course the Jungle is not for weak hearted, she will eat you alive if you underestimate her. Since the faeries deprived the Jungle of her magical entity we now don't show off our tattoos, something that once binded our loyalty to her."
Celeana eyed both of the equine before her. That is quite enough, perhaps even too much. Celeana had never been as forward in a conversation before. Perhaps it was because of her recent failure in recruitment, that and she lost to a falls stallion. A rude one. Not that she held a grudge particularly on the Falls, it's just some of their diplomats can be quite strong headed. Something Celeana found hard to compete against especially when recruiting for her own Kingdom.
These days her kingdom was limited in strength due to there being so few sisters these days. Along with the fact that some equine in the field weren't too open to a gender dominant Kingdom. They just were all looking at wrong, all the mares that she had approached before needed someone to free them from a cage of men. Something she had done before and, of course lost. Was freeing someone to a choice a crime? To offer them another exit, was that too a crime?
This time she wouldn't help, she wouldn't plead for their mercy. She wouldn't free them from that cage. She would be a bystander, a witness to their pain. And she will not aid in their justice.
"Of course I'd love to rant about my kingdom. Do you mind?" A roguish grin formed upon her lips. "Of course you don't." Rolling her shoulders the appaloosa filly exhaled. "The Jungle is a sisterhood. Where only females are allowed to uphold ranks. Of course the Jungle is not for weak hearted, she will eat you alive if you underestimate her. Since the faeries deprived the Jungle of her magical entity we now don't show off our tattoos, something that once binded our loyalty to her."
Celeana eyed both of the equine before her. That is quite enough, perhaps even too much. Celeana had never been as forward in a conversation before. Perhaps it was because of her recent failure in recruitment, that and she lost to a falls stallion. A rude one. Not that she held a grudge particularly on the Falls, it's just some of their diplomats can be quite strong headed. Something Celeana found hard to compete against especially when recruiting for her own Kingdom.
These days her kingdom was limited in strength due to there being so few sisters these days. Along with the fact that some equine in the field weren't too open to a gender dominant Kingdom. They just were all looking at wrong, all the mares that she had approached before needed someone to free them from a cage of men. Something she had done before and, of course lost. Was freeing someone to a choice a crime? To offer them another exit, was that too a crime?
This time she wouldn't help, she wouldn't plead for their mercy. She wouldn't free them from that cage. She would be a bystander, a witness to their pain. And she will not aid in their justice.
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