it is a strange thing, the feeling of gravity, of magnificence, that one experiences upon making their way into the northern territory of the crossing. there was no doubt in božena’s mind that it was a terribly special place. it was very different than the feeling she got upon remembering the lagoon, though she wasn’t sure she could attribute the disgust and displeasure of the memory to the place alone rather than the company and experience as a whole. the young stallion wears an easy grin and approaches with politeness she appreciates. she nods, dipping her proud convex muzzle as a gentle expression of happiness toward him and the fact that the mare he sought to help had been freed. she is about to tell him she was glad to be of help, and that she would always try to do right, even when it had no personal bearing, but he seems to be eager to speak of another subject. her head tilts slightly, dark eyes warm with encouragement as he bears himself to her. soft dark lips curl into a slight smile as she feels pride and warmth blooming in her chest. though she does not know him, she recognizes the goodness, the honorableness that shines like a beacon as he speaks. the rumor she heard was true, and how glad the mare was for that. ”fearghas, bratr, i will stand by you in this endeavor. it has been my goal from the beginning, since i took the bachelors from their home, to find a way to bring cullen’s tyranny to an end. i want peace. peace for my sestry and for your bratry.” her dislike of cullen is obvious… she abhorred the palomino stallion… but it crossed her mind that fearghas didn’t grasp the foundation for such strong distaste. he needed to know just why she was so bent on unseating the master who held the title of power in the bachelor territory. her heart rate speeds up in remembrance, and her dark eyes turn from him, unfocused in the distance “he killed my sestra, fearghas. he threatened me and my future synové, should i have them. he is a cruel monster, and i would kill him, if i could. the world would be a better place for our children, our families.” it feels so serious, so final, to announce such a thing but božena feels the truth of it rock her heart. she would help the spotted colt in any way she could, but it was important he know just how deeply she felt about the situation.she blinks, her expression clearing the cloudy sadness it held only a moment before and hardening with formidable determination. ”i would offer their freedom, in exchange for a vote in your favor. i will enlist any to your cause that i can find on the crossing. we need this change, bratr, and you can count on me to stand by you in this endeavor.” she would put her faith in this stallion because he had the courage to step forward and the honor to help a friend when she was in need. the massive dark mare turns her gaze away again, this time to look southward over the expanse of land below them. she was confident that somehow, someday, goodness would prevail |