Vesti
Vesti was quiet lately. There was a lot to think about. A lot of questions that needed proper time to be answered. Things had been quiet in the desert and surrounding lands. Vesti wasn’t quite sure what she was feeling.
Still think this is better than wandering aimlessly about the island? The Voice prompted. Vesti flicked her ears in response. We are not playing this game again are we? We had such a good conversation last time. I told you, not in the Oasis. Not here. You’re sounding tired. I’m thinking, not tired. There’s a difference? Most of the time.
Vesti’s head snapped up at the sound of approaching voices and hooves.
Sounds like company.
Vesti shook her head, sun-bleached mane bouncing a bit. She recognized Orhan’s voice. She hadn’t seen him since the rainstorm some time before. She had been wondering what he’d been up to lately. She also wanted to ask him about El Aran and her state of mind. Vesti wanted to be part of the herd, she wanted family again. But, she also was very good at exactly what El Aran had told her to do: Running.
Orhan and another girl came closer. She was a big girl, heavy as well. Vesti couldn’t believe someone of the cold blood could find solace in the Desert.
Can’t be too bad. She’s pretty.
Vesti put on a smile and trotted up to the group. She stopped in front of Orhan to greet him with a quick exchange of breaths and offered her nose to the stranger. Orhan seemed to be familiar with the palomino, so Vesti didn’t think she had to worry.
“Hello,” She greeted. “Been a while since I’ve seen a new face in the Oasis. I’m Vesti.” Her smile was genuine. She looked over at Orhan. “And what about you, stranger? Can’t say I’ve seen you about lately.” It was clear she was teasing him lightly. She couldn’t blame him if he was off trying to gather new mares. Boys would be boys after all. Besides, she herself hadn’t exactly been seeking out company.
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