A'idah
A promise is a cloud, rain is fulfillment
Honey colored eyes taken in the beauty of the oasis before her, only in the desert. Would one step from the searing sands of the desert, into the safe haven of an oasis. Here the waters were cool and refreshing, the shade trees provide abundant shade. A sigh of contentment pushes past her ebony lips, for at least now she was safe. She swivels a single ear at the white faced stallion, Olafur Wolfheart, he was definitely not from any place that she knew of. "A'idah." For the first time, she swivels her dished face to look upon the massive Behema. "How does one such as yourself?" Pointedly looking at his massive size, accompanied with the muscle and sheer mass. "Come to rule over the horses of the desert?" Her question was innocent, well sort of.
Pointed ears flick at him. Her father would be ashamed of her manners that she was displaying, but maybe he would of understood. The desert had changed, the rules had all changed. Old law it seemed, was not applied here on these Lost Isles. She focuses her attention elsewhere, quietly she eyes the others who milled around the oasis. Each of them different from any inhabitants of her home desert, it seemed here any who decided to venture into the desert were welcomed. She raises her delicate head higher onto her curved neck. "Why have you brought me here? I am not welcome in the Desert, if she finds me here, she will surely try to murder me." She did not show the slightest hint of worry, she knew that if it came down to a fight she would not be the one lying in the sand.
But the inky sheba, had made a promise, one that A'idah did not doubt that she would try to fulfill. It seemed even on this Island, her fate was sealed.
Flaxen Chestnut Rabicano | Egyptian | 14.2 hh
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