you were my sun, you were my earth
Bjorn’s voice had become a quick comfort to her, he was after all the first friendly face she had known in years. Was it hard? Giving up your family for what you believed to be love, foolish girl? A harsher voice rang through her thoughts. Of course! They were my parents… they raised and loved me til I was a yearling. Until you came into my life. You told me you could change.
The air suddenly shifted, almost as if they had all stopped to hold their breath. The fine-boned paint mare paused, heart beating like a caged bird inside her chest. Perhaps that is what she was, trapped with her poor wings torn. Despite her jailing, she found that she rather enjoyed her current company. Fluttering, her eyes stole a glance at the young colt, Zev. His voice was lively and his words kind, speaking of a place like her homeland and his sister’s strength. A strength she humbly denied but that the femme felt emanating from her.
Suddenly, the cause for the stillness arrived. A mare no taller than herself but one that demanded respect, striding toward them in confidence and glory. Instinctively, Dancia shied away, her small hooves barely making a sound against the hardened, forest floor. It was only the solid presence of Bjorn that kept her grounded. How is it this is your land? You’re a mare.” Confusion lined her facade, though her optics dared not stray from the ground. Although a flash of fear struck her as she spoke out against someone so obviously powerful, she also felt as though this was one thing she had to have an answer for.
Dancia
female | mutt | chestnut tobiano | bjorn's shadow | felurian (x bjorn) | kittyha's abused heart