04-06-2017, 12:40 AM
Crota wasn't like the one that had stepped up close behind. She hadn't had time in the world or any other to bare witness to the negativities of the world. She was still so fresh and new to the workings of Beqanna and how there were actual monsters that lay in wait in the dark. How the evil of politics and leadership could pull the worst out of others. Which is probably exactly why she claims this land without hesitation or worry.
Though deep down in the pit of her stomach as she stands there, looking out at the rolling green hills, the smallest tinge of hesitation threatens to break free. Though before she can do anything about it the sound of an unfamiliar voice travels through the air from behind her and reaches her ears causing her to turn her small spotted head quickly in the direction of the other. It's the other's dark black coat that catches her attention first and then her words.
"I like you, little thing," the statement makes her smile instantly and with steady movements she turns to face the other. "I like you as well, and yes, this is yours, too." Laughing softly she shakes her head and turns to look out across the hills before glancing back at the black mare. "You may stay as long as you like," pausing for a moment she turns her head back so that she is fully facing the stranger once more. "I'm Crota. What's your name?