Nyka.
Nyka walked into the field, her orbs had seen so much in the last two years of life. She would creep down to the battle field and watch the mocks. It gave her happiness. Born with fire in her heart she wanted to learn to fight. She wanted to be the strongest. Her burnt sienna pillars carried her muscular silhouette farther into the field. She had the frame of a Fresian, the wild spirit of the Mustang and the brains of an Arabian, being that she was a hybrid. Her silver locks fell in front of her dark orbs. She had a desire to learn how to fight, she had seen strong champions in the battlefield from the sidelines. She had a good skull on her nape, brains galore.
She had watched, between going to the battle field and scoping out the forest, field and other places that this was where others like her came to find a family, .. a home. The hot summer breeze gently blew her forelock out of her orbs, her banner gently lapped at her nape with the breeze. She stood.. watching.. waiting.. to see who would ask her to join them. Hopefully she could find a teacher along the way.. "And now we wait.." She said with a smile to herself.
She had watched, between going to the battle field and scoping out the forest, field and other places that this was where others like her came to find a family, .. a home. The hot summer breeze gently blew her forelock out of her orbs, her banner gently lapped at her nape with the breeze. She stood.. watching.. waiting.. to see who would ask her to join them. Hopefully she could find a teacher along the way.. "And now we wait.." She said with a smile to herself.
lightning in her soul, thunder in her heart, and chaos in her bones