Posted on July 31, 2012 at 10:56:23 PM by Vesti
She was listening to Badr talk about the coolness of the night. That sounds much better than this gods-awful daytime heat. Although, she is by no means a nocturnal creature. And then he says it.
Nikola stopped by. He came only to take Pierce.
She looks away from Badr, spinning quickly to do so. Pierce. The demon creature. She snorts. How was that creature better than she?
A whirlwind of emotions peels through the sorrel mare. She stomps the ground in frustration. Should she be angry? Should she feel betrayed? Should she be upset? Only now did she realize she’d been holding out some measure of hope that Nik - the pretty grey boy - would come to take her home. She must have been. Because this feeling…
Disappointment. Anger. Betrayal.
She’d never been betrayed. No - that was incorrect. It had happened once before - she’d been betrayed by her sire, by her dam, by the people that should have helped her when the Sea first took her. She had been too young then to understand the emotion. But clearly, the seeds had been set then - and now they have the opportunity to grow.
She turned back to face Badr.
“Liar,” She hisses - unwilling to admit it. She was angry, hurt. She didn’t realize just how much she likely fit into the hot environment around her. “Was it not enough for you to know I wasn’t going to try to escape?!” She pins her ears. “You won!” She crosses the distance. “So, why tell me lies?!”
Vesti knows well that Badr has no reason to lie about that. And the hurt is not truly directed at him. But she’s still angry - because he’s the messenger. And the crusher of a hope she didn’t know she’d been nursing. If she could have run in the sand and heat, she would have. But she is smart enough not to. If she were human, she would be on the verge of tears.
Nikola stopped by. He came only to take Pierce.
She looks away from Badr, spinning quickly to do so. Pierce. The demon creature. She snorts. How was that creature better than she?
A whirlwind of emotions peels through the sorrel mare. She stomps the ground in frustration. Should she be angry? Should she feel betrayed? Should she be upset? Only now did she realize she’d been holding out some measure of hope that Nik - the pretty grey boy - would come to take her home. She must have been. Because this feeling…
Disappointment. Anger. Betrayal.
She’d never been betrayed. No - that was incorrect. It had happened once before - she’d been betrayed by her sire, by her dam, by the people that should have helped her when the Sea first took her. She had been too young then to understand the emotion. But clearly, the seeds had been set then - and now they have the opportunity to grow.
She turned back to face Badr.
“Liar,” She hisses - unwilling to admit it. She was angry, hurt. She didn’t realize just how much she likely fit into the hot environment around her. “Was it not enough for you to know I wasn’t going to try to escape?!” She pins her ears. “You won!” She crosses the distance. “So, why tell me lies?!”
Vesti knows well that Badr has no reason to lie about that. And the hurt is not truly directed at him. But she’s still angry - because he’s the messenger. And the crusher of a hope she didn’t know she’d been nursing. If she could have run in the sand and heat, she would have. But she is smart enough not to. If she were human, she would be on the verge of tears.
{mare}[4]{sorrel ((ee//Aa))}[quarter horse x morgan]{dangerous dunes}[unknown heritage]{childless}[by blushie]
Replies:
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 2, 2012 at 07:05:40 AM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti August 3, 2012 at 00:39:31 AM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 9, 2012 at 06:20:33 PM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti August 14, 2012 at 06:51:46 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 16, 2012 at 06:12:10 PM
- x. - By badr August 28, 2012 at 08:21:24 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 16, 2012 at 06:12:10 PM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti August 14, 2012 at 06:51:46 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 9, 2012 at 06:20:33 PM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti August 3, 2012 at 00:39:31 AM
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