There's a fever in my heart

*Vahva* · 01-10-2014, 06:01 AM

Vahva being on alert, was easy to pin point the youth. Though in the tall grass it was nearly like they were two lions stalking each other. Vahva closed her red eyes for a few moments, yes, everyone, everyone in Valhalla was cautious of her. With good reason as well, with what she had heard of the war, it nearly broke her heart for such sadness to have befallen her fellow family. At the moment, she didn't even have her children to support her side. Tidus was still following Taurig in which she couldn't have done any longer. All the same, if she was going to do this, she needed to make an effort. She was naturally a leader, there was no need to be afraid of the outcome of things in the first place. So her tail flicked before she opened her eyes again. Giving a simple snort of air through her nose, a bit of a quick sigh before she stretched herself and stood up. Only standing at thirty four inches in height. Her bright blue mane a dead give away if not for the half black and half white coat as well.
"Hello." Vahva said in a soft friendly tone. Her calm demeanor the same as always. She gave a smile too, softening her gaze to the youth. The day was well in the sky, but regardless of such. It did not surprise her that others had come to the new Valhallan claimed lands aside from the mainland island they had taken to. In which Vahva had spent a little time alone to think. But hopefully, not every single valhallan was going to be difficult. She had already cracked Guinever, and Azalea so it had to be alright, right?

Speech,

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