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Nyessa The words just a whisper... A whisper from her father. She jerks her head upward, ears flicking to and fro like that of a frightened animal. "Ba ba." The nickname leaves her lips in a soft whisper. She tips her delicately dished face toward the cloudless sky, as if she would be able to see his face in the clouds. She stares for a minute, before she loses hope of seeing him, and returns her gaze to the worthless horses of these Islands.

A movement catches her dark eye, a spotted behemoth of a man was ambling in her direction. "Allaena!" She curses beneath her breath. She hopes that he would keep on walking, but she was not so fortunate.

"EEeeeyyyyy, hows it hangin there doll."

She whips her head toward the stallion, her ebon nostrils flare as she draws his thick musky scent in. "Kun hadhiraan aladhin tadeu damiyatan!" She loudly says to the stallion. She knows he would have no recognition of her foreign tongue so for his sake, she says it again. "Be careful, who you call doll." Her accent thick with every word the exits her lips. She takes a light step toward him, her neck curves like that of a snake about to uncoil. Her dark eye flicks over the heavy features of the stranger, mixed blood pounds through his veins.

"Do you have a name?"She asks, the words dripping with sickly sweetness. She could care less of his name, she could feel a plan developing in her cunning mind. This behemoth of a stallion could be of some use to her.