Vashti
your queen


Abstract. well at least a name was shared. it was difficult, having come from a place where everyone was friendly, to living in a land where there was a small amount of trust, if any at all. it was kinda confusing for the poor girl, but if she wanted to stay here, she would have to learn to adapt to its ways.

Vashti wished she could say she was the lead of the land. but now, seeing how different things were, she began realizing that maybe she wasn't cut out for being in charge. she had seen what the responsibility had done to anath, and she wasn't sure she wanted to end up like the old mare. in fact, she knew she did not.

The arabian shook her dial in answer to the mare's question. "no, i am not the lead of these lands."

She looked to abstract and wondered what her story was. either way, it didn't matter. she was here for whatever reason, and v was going to do the best she could with the company she could provide. that was until they would be interrupted by whoever else decided to show up. but for now, the red vix was quite happy with the foggy day and the peace and quiet between them.

"I believe anath kinda has the last say in who gets to lead the peak. she's the general here. i can't say much about her because i have only crossed paths with her a couple of times. though i do know you have to be voted into position."

Who knew, maybe abstract would et along with the general. she sure hadn't, but she didn't want to force her view points onto the grey mare, as they were personal bias. not facts.

called: Vashti
born: female
blood: egyptian arab
painted: Chestnut
seasons: 5 winters

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player: bamboo