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our hearts just won�t die
Posted on November 19, 2019 at 02:58:31 PM by E V R E N

EVREN

Evren was angrier than she had ever been in her entire life: angrier even than the day she had found her father dead in the sand at her brother�s hooves. That day, her anger had burned hot and fast like a wildfire and had been extinguished just as quickly when she had struck her brother down without a moment�s hesitation. As traumatizing as her father�s death had been, Evren had delivered retribution immediately, and so she had received closure immediately.

This was different. This situation with Warsaw had no immediate resolution, and so Evren�s anger burned low and slow like embers, and no matter what she did, she could not seem to shake it off. Even if she had stomped Warsaw into the earth that day she and Shamwari had arrived at his shores - as she�d so badly wanted to - it would not have been the end. This was a war now, and Warsaw had allies. No doubt they would still have problems once he fell.

But he would fall; Evren would make sure of it.

As anxious as she was over the safety of the herd, Evren was so restless that not even her twice-daily patrols and frequent spars were enough to calm her nerves. Her legs itched to move, to see what was out there, to check with her own eyes that Warsaw had not amassed an army on the crossing�s shores, ready to bring destruction to Luthien. Besides, the Forest needed recruits and allies. It needed everything it could get to ensure the safety of the herd. Evren was in no mood to socialize, but she felt she had little other choice. At the very least, perhaps she could find another sparring partner.

It was dusk when Evren arrived, her thick late-autumn coat smoothed slick by the water and revealing just how much weight she�d lost from stress. She wandered inland without rhyme or reason, her mind racing, her eyes searching the twilight for any strangers as she wondered if she had left her swim too late. She walked heavy-hoofed, hardly paying attention to where she stepped, and so it was perhaps inevitable when she eventually tripped over something large and soft. With a low swear, Evren half-stumbled, half-balked a few paces a way before turning to look at what she�d tripped over, her head high in alarm. When she saw it was a horse, her cheeks flamed with embarrassment.

�Oh, sorry! I�m so sorry!� she apologized fervently. �Are you all right?�

9; mutt; bay tobiano; 15.3hh

orhan x arcana
mother of han

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Replies:

i wear this crown of thorns - By scylla November 20, 2019 at 09:44:52 AM
- our hearts just won�t die - By E V R E N November 23, 2019 at 01:52:15 PM
  - i wear this crown of thorns - By scylla November 28, 2019 at 03:31:26 AM
    - our hearts just won�t die - By E V R E N December 1, 2019 at 05:17:55 PM
      - i wear this crown of thorns - By scylla December 5, 2019 at 01:16:51 AM
        
        our hearts just won�t die - By E V R E N December 10, 2019 at 07:39:24 PM
        
        i wear this crown of thorns - By scylla December 13, 2019 at 09:07:21 AM
        
        our hearts just won�t die - By E V R E N December 16, 2019 at 11:24:32 PM
        
        i wear this crown of thorns - By scylla December 18, 2019 at 04:59:18 AM
        
        ooc >> - By Shiva January 4, 2020 at 03:15:48 PM

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