there is no pity where there is fear
asa
08-11-2024, 07:40 PM
A peacefulness had fallen over the monochromatic mare. A peace that she hadn't felt since she was a foal. There was no longer the sense of being shunned and looked down upon. No longer the sense of feeling 'other'. Asa was at the top of the herd hierarchy and would never be on the bottom again. She thanked the blood that she'd fed the earth with for her good fortune. The mare vowed to continue feeding the earth with the blood and corpses of her enemies. A low neigh sounded and the antlered woman lifted her head, sweet spring grass chewed between flat teeth. The distant form of Xurek was met with a friendly nicker, the mare's long, midnight tail flicking in greeting. Swallowing her breakfast, the fiery-eyed horse trotted towards him. "Hniirg, fnarko qukgraega," the mares silken tones crossed the distance between them. A greeting in the old tongue that honored his fighting prowess. Despite being much taller than her, Asa held herself as though she was as tall as the trees. As tall as the mountains. It would be a mistake to underestimate her. "You have need of me?" One brow lifted as she questioned the brutish stallion. "Asa"
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