Experience tended to lend a hand to wisdom with the help of time, it seemed like Amaranthe and Nephilim had none of the three on their sides in this. The woman had been a part of the herd, a fighter, and of lower counsel to the stallions that led. When it came to children or youth she had no idea how to behave, what to say, or how to navigate their moods and temperaments. The young beast in front of her spoke of seasoned stallions that could pound him into the ground, she could not help but agree. It was these stallions that she was used to talking with. Her ears flicked in mild annoyance.

She let the moments slip and thought fast. There was great potential here from every angle. He had a lot of room to grow, and she wanted something to fight for. Maturity was something to be desired. Though he showed kindness, he had been friendly and polite in the beginning, and kind enough to offer rest before foolishly sending her away again.

“You are right in everything you said.” She admitted to him. Her voice was not harsh or condescending, merely pointing out a stated truth. “But you were smart enough to find a place, willful enough to claim it, and kind enough to offer me rest before leaving. Those are qualities of a worthy stallion.” For a moment she hesitated, weighing their conversation so far and curious to see the choices this young man would make. “Give me three seasons here, we will see how you grow. In that time, you have someone who will fight by your side, at least until you are closer to reaching your aim.”


OOC: Rewr… I’m still trying to nail down her personality. I’m sorry these posts are kind of crappy.

AMARANTHE

MARE :: FRIESIAN :: 15.3hh :: BLACK