03-17-2020, 09:17 PM
IT'S NOT POWER THAT MAKES YOU THE STRONGEST
At first, she had been uncertain of her choice. Not her choice of person, no; she still stood by her choosing of Warlight after the Quest. But the shock of Beqanna being so very different from the world she remembered had caught up to her, after the first few days in Tephra, and the sheer unfamiliarity of the land had been overwhelming. Nikkai had withdrawn, and…other things had happened. She had celebrated her own mortality – having a body again was not an opportunity to be wasted, even if some part of her is always occupied now with this magic she has brought to the land.
When Warlight calls her name, she is not there. Part of her mind is there, her magic infused now into this land, but her physical body is in the Brilliant Pampas, where the world still looks as the one she left behind. Or, rather, like her childhood – the Pampas had not been the Kingdom she served as an adult, after all, but her family home. Her Kingdom is gone, and so she had chosen Warlight and Tephra. So not everyone might have summoned her physical presence, receiving just the magic from the waterfall at their request, but she reappears for the bay pinto mare, a few heartbeats after her name is spoken.
The water is cool around her fetlocks, and she is as pregnant as Warlight as she wades to shore. More, perhaps; she knows already she is carrying twins and she is wide with it, but quite pleased. It will be nice, to have children to raise while she passes the time in this life. “Warlight,” she responds to the mare’s query, voice warm, even though quickly her dark eyes take in the world around them, as if to reassure herself that the Kingdom she’s chosen is standing all in one piece. Physically, she is unimposing compared to many of Beqanna’s residents today, but she is still a warrior trained to defend, and those instincts are hard-won and well-ingrained.
When Warlight calls her name, she is not there. Part of her mind is there, her magic infused now into this land, but her physical body is in the Brilliant Pampas, where the world still looks as the one she left behind. Or, rather, like her childhood – the Pampas had not been the Kingdom she served as an adult, after all, but her family home. Her Kingdom is gone, and so she had chosen Warlight and Tephra. So not everyone might have summoned her physical presence, receiving just the magic from the waterfall at their request, but she reappears for the bay pinto mare, a few heartbeats after her name is spoken.
The water is cool around her fetlocks, and she is as pregnant as Warlight as she wades to shore. More, perhaps; she knows already she is carrying twins and she is wide with it, but quite pleased. It will be nice, to have children to raise while she passes the time in this life. “Warlight,” she responds to the mare’s query, voice warm, even though quickly her dark eyes take in the world around them, as if to reassure herself that the Kingdom she’s chosen is standing all in one piece. Physically, she is unimposing compared to many of Beqanna’s residents today, but she is still a warrior trained to defend, and those instincts are hard-won and well-ingrained.
Nikkai
@[Warlight] sorry this is absolute shit but it's here