Everything in Adelheid wanted to laugh at the big stallion who stood over her. His words were so easy and seemingly so thoughtless. They really gave her no answers at all to the question she asked but explained almost everything she might have needed to know. This man followed his ‘queen’ blindly. Blue eyes rolled with disappointment. At least until the man continued to speak. Then they narrowed in suspicion. He would keep her safe, even if she beat against him with every muscle in her body. It was indeed a blind loyalty, but an honor in its depth that she was unaccustomed to. A black hoof stomped into the ground accompanied by a snort and a shake of her neck. What deeds made such a loyalty and honor justified?
She contemplated this as the mare in question herself approached. Before Jasiri could even come to join their little group, Adelheid’s ears were pinned to her neck and the sapphire blue eyes had hardened to ice. Well well, look who it is. Miss Queen. How’s your face? In all honesty, Adelheid’s was still a little sore, but the salt had been worth it. Have you figured out what you want with me? I can promise you I will not be as well trained. She looked pointedly at Hotah. In his direction, her gaze softened only just. Even if she could not understand why he had his convictions, she could appreciate that he had them at all and that he stood by them. Jasiri, on the other hand. There was only simmering anger with a whiff of rebellion.
Adelheid
Mare : Friesian Mutt : Black Splash : Inka&Valentine |