Posted on September 2, 2020 at 01:49:25 AM by TAVAS
And the cold lonely air. On the rock restless seas. It was easy for Tavas to relax in Ailill's company. He was just as good natured as Faolain. A smile stretched across her damp muzzle now as she studied him and his handsome pale coat under the shine of the canopied trees. She was curious to know a little more about him, and what he thought of Foalain, too, but one thing at time, the palomino mare reminded herself. Two golden ears pricked forward when he talked. She bobbed her head slowly in agreement, allowing her gold-flecked gaze to wander through the trees. "The land does have a way of taking care of you." She said while breathing in the Ridge's earthy nodes. "I've missed it." But her expression turned more serious when the young stallion mentioned the Bear King's name. She cocked her dished face to one side and blinked in rapid succession. "Oh." She said in surprise. "I also lived here under Bjorn, but for just a short time." She confessed. "Warsaw gave me away to Bjorn... as a gift of sorts." She said lightly, followed by an uncomfortable giggle. "But their alliance, of course, did not work out. As such, I returned home to be with my family." That was certainly the short way of putting it, without divulging too much detail. Tavas shifted the weight under her four legs anxiously for a moment. "So you stayed behind after Bjorn left?" She asked curiously, with the flick of her blonde tail. The name Siobhan rang somewhat familiar in Tavas' memory, but she couldn't be sure. When Warsaw sent her to Bjorn, the stallion was technically living on Salem. She came with him to Atlantis then, just as he was growing his herd. She looked back to the stallion when he asked her what came next, and swallowed hard before answering. She offered Ailill a sheepish smile as she tried to buy herself some time. "Well, my family is from Tinuvel...." She offered next. "So maybe back home, I guess."
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