A'idah
egyptian | chestnut | wanderer
Caramel eyes fall once again on the handsome buckskin chieftain, as he speaks, his voice filling the void between them. A breeze caresses her blond mane, tossing a few stray locks over her eyes. From behind a vail of forelock, she watchs his nerves beginning to build. Her eyes flit over his masculine shoulders, they run down his back, finally resting on his ebony tail that flicks back and forth with anxiety. Flaring her nostrils, his scent floods her senses along with the sweltering heat of the desert.
She had found herself lost in this desert, she surely would of never found herself lost in her homeland, knowing every dune, every oasis that hid itself amongst the sands. Pricking her ears once again, his masculine voice touches her erect ears... more desert...another stallion... his last words brought her to realization of how thirsty she really was. Opening her mouth, its dryness, a reminder of the sweltering heat, sucking her moisture from her body. She listens quietly considering her options, but he was right, she would not make it much farther without the life giving drink of water. His head swivelles to the west her gaze follows his, maybe there was an oasis in that direction that she could reach, but it would be dangerous considering she did not know this desert.
She considers his next words, he would lead her to water...but she would have to leave, nodding along with his words. She knew from the time that she had entered the desert that she would be making the swim once again.
"I agree, this is a fair offer... and I am indebted to you... I am A'idah, a wanderer from a desert home much like this one." A smile traces across her dark lips, a few memories...that she would cherish for the rest of her lifetime. Caramel eyes find themselves on him once again, studying his face for his reaction to her words, before she averts her eyes, she sees a glimpse of guilt...It was a split second, than it was covered once again with a stern mask.
Taking a step forward, her hooves easily navigate the dune before her, hindquarters neatly tucked under her body as she descends, navigating towards this kind chieftain. Blond mane is tossed behind her, hooves lightly touch the sand beneath them. Ascending the next dune, digging into the sand with each lunge, she finds herself near the buckskin chieftain. Halting in mid-stride her caramel eyes search for his...
"Lead the way..." Her voice half whispers, pausing just a moment...so that maybe he would speak his name.
