Vesti

Vesti could sense the hostility. She should have just let them rot like so many others. But, she had already made her presence known so she could at least engage in meaningful conversation for a bit longer. She was under no threat. Unlike them, she knew this desert. It had been her home for most of her life. But she was not threatened.

Your funeral, The Voice whispered at the back of her mind. What is up with all your recent… extrovertedness. It’s starting to get me. I do not believe extrovertedness is a word. That was not my point.

The mare spoke first. Not unreasonable. Vesti nodded.

“You certainly could do for worse company,” She said. “The desert is full of ghosts with foul intentions.” She certainly sounded like a witch or prophetess with that tone, though in reality she meant the mirages. The stallion spoke then.

“I spotted a cobra not too far back,” she offered as further warning. “And I am Vesti of the Desert. Nice to meet you.”

Oh, he’s from Atlantis. The Voice coiled like the snake she had spotted earlier. Ask him about it. Perhaps he can tell you what’s transpired there. What part of shut up don’t you understand? Please, you need to have some company.

“I don’t mind what you two do,” Vesti said simply. “I was just concerned when I saw you two galloping about in the heat of the day. I’ve seen good horses go down here before.” She was honest if nothing else. She looked at the mare, there was something about her. Did she think Vesti a threat?

Ask him. You know you want to.

“Why visit here from Atlantis? Atlantis is far more.. inviting as I recall.” Wrong question.

of course i was afraid but i wasn't going to let fear stop me

mare, seven, 15 hh, morgan x aqh, sorrel, the desert, unknown x unknown