Falls

Talkin' like we used to do, it was always me and you

Evasive? If horses had eyebrows, she would have raised hers, but other than that, Silvanus simply let the vague answers pass without question. If she didn’t feel like talking, the black femme wasn’t going to force her. As opinionated as she could be, she knew many who were much more private creatures than she. It didn’t make sense to her, how could you ever get what you want if you said nothing? To each the their own.

Relaxing slightly, she cocked her leg back lazily. For the moment there was no danger. For the moment she could stop rushing about. Stop searching, and just enjoy life. ”The Forest, well the Thicket, is where my father is from. However I’ve heard rumors that some of the lands have merged so I suppose it’s just the forest now. Either way, I’ve travelled since I was a yearling and I’d like to made someplace home. What better place than where I belong?” To her, it made sense. It wasn’t the root of all her heritage but it was where her grandmother found happiness and love. It was where her father was born. It was where her father found those things as well. Could it be her turn, finally?

Blue eyes roamed from Persephone to the waterfall, it’s clear liquid rushing against the rocks and foaming white. What a place! Everything around her seemed more alive, more real, than anything she’d ever seen. ”Anyways, I considered going to this place called the Peak too. I heard rumors of strong female warriors. It’s an intriguing idea. Yet, I’m not sure I’d ever meet any stallions then.”Oh you’ve started rambling again, she scolded herself. What a bore she must seem!

Snorting, Silvi shook herself.”Anyways, enough about me. How can I help you?”