Waves of Change { MANDATORY/ALL }

[Nayl]

She spun the stars on her fingernails Warily Nayl watched as their world trembled and their pleas were answered. When it seemed so far out of reach to regain a home they were granted reassurance. She quivered with anticipation upon hearing the answer they hoped – bled, sweat – for and a smile stretched widely across her lips for the very first time. It isn’t the Jungle, but it is something. This place, a lonely coast, will be the site of history where the sisterhood was recreated. Eagerly Nayl followed the Amazons to this new place where the scents, sights, and sounds would all be heard for the first time by any ears. When they’ve arrived Naga immediately introduces herself followed by an entire life’s story. A deep breath escapes Nayl as her mind roams to the ocean nearby and the history that has been lost within the Jungle. Her heart is gripped with pain, but it never reaches her stoic face as the breeze lifts her forelock aside. Even when the advisors are declared Nayl manages to bite her tongue and conceal her disappointment in electing Hestia. It’s almost comical. The sister had spoken so poorly of the Amazons, insulting them when the world was broken. Yes, quite an advisor and asset she will be. Nayl chuckles, breaking her marble face. She looks at Djinni (despite losing interest in the lengthy life story of Naga, she still heeded the sisters’ names) and inclines her head. ”We will always be Amazons; it is the title in our hearts even if the Jungle is no longer here.” Her voice is strong and steady, but when she swallows afterward there is emotion choked back. The truth of the matter is still settling on them like a thorny blanket. ”I’m Nayl,” she finally concludes before sideways glancing to Lagertha, ”I’ll find you after your nap.” Her head rises and she regards each of them before her eyes settle on Naga silently, mistrusting, before turning and disappearing. Nayl covet and myrina's creation