----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------FREYA
“ Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove,
Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines, and silver hooks.”
;mare; five years; grade; palomino; 15.2hh; water level iii; 50 tokensFREYA could not wipe the beautiful smile off her face, or blink the joy out of her eyes. Scythia and the relationships between its inhabitants were far from perfect; nevertheless, she was glad to be home. It was a different home than she’d come to love during her time in Hoof Prince, but it fit – and for that, she would be grateful.
This in mind, she moved among the vegetation of the new kingdom gracefully, keeping her senses keen for the sounds and sights and smells of her fellow Scythians. The air around them was thick with confusion and tension, and FREYA hoped to help thin it out a bit. She’d already run into one argument (or at least a very heated discussion), and she was a bit concerned for the rest. She did, however, hope to see a few other familiar faces around her.
FENRIR followed close behind, constantly smelling and glaring around the area to stay attentive to his own surroundings. Knowing that there were stallions – Rajputs, no less – wandering about the place, he kept keen in order to defeat any unwelcome visitors. The palomino was his and no one else’s, and he would make that very clear to the rest of the beasts slithering through Scythia.
The Queen’s counsel was, of course, disallowing that string of negativity from entering her mind. Eventually, she heard the murmuring voices of TABOO and SASHA, uttering the name TIA in honest welcomes. Happy to join what promised to be a more pleasant conversation, she changed course and approached the trio gently. With a welcoming smile of her own, she lowered her head to the gathering of royalty and gave FENRIR a meaningful, silent warning to keep away. The grim monster obeyed, seeing no benefit to do otherwise. He lurked somewhere in the shadows at her back, remaining attuned to the interaction but rather uninvolved. His mood was terse and his thoughts would happily swim in their own patch of darkness for the time being.
FREYA smiled gently and took her place beside SASHA, a pace or two farther back. Her voice, melodious and soft and enchanting, spoke a humble greeting to the lot: So good to see all of you. And I pay you my welcome to Scythia as well, TIA, though mine is of less weight than the ones you have already heard.
She dipped her pretty head again and then stood straight, proud and gorgeous, beside the royalty with whom she lived. Her silence waited for the rest of them to continue.
[ooc: not too impressive...but it's a start! :D]“Take me to you, imprison me,
for I, except you enthrall me,
never shall be free, nor ever chaste,
except you ravish me. ”
male; unknown years; wolf spirit; grey; shapeshifter;
FENRIR© chevy, 2010 and beyond |
