Posted on December 12, 2019 at 03:17:22 PM by TAVAS
And the cold lonely air. On the rock restless seas. Tavas' gold-flecked eyes watched as the semi-familiar form of Ysabel wandered over. The palomino mare's expression brightened immediately and she nickered to the mare eagerly. She felt flushed almost by the surprise of seeing someone she knew. Someone who understood, someone from Tinuvel. Tavas would be lying if she said she really knew Ysabel, but knowing that someone else from back home was now here... well it was comforting, at least. She offered the mare a wide smile when she chose to park next to her. The rest of Bjorn's sizeable herd was quick to fill in. The young golden mare's eyes bounced from horse to horse, checking them all out, as they stood quietly and waited for Bjorn's address. The words that came next from the Icelandic stallion shocked Tavas. Maybe the shouldn't have. She'd grown up under Warsaw's rule. It would make sense that this would happen eventually. But she was still just a filly in so many ways, blissfully ignorant to the tyrant her father figure could truly be. A war? It all sounded so serious, so intense. And now, so imminent. She felt her heartbeat begin to quicken with anxiety. Bjorn was asking them to fight, which seemed ludicrous to Tavas. What benefit would a herd full of inexperienced mares bring to the table? Tavas could see it now - the injuries. The rape. The disaster in the aftermath. Her heart sunk. None of this felt right. She stood stiff and stricken, gauging the others response to this looming event. The large stallion she'd eyed before was the first to voice his support. That made sense, she guessed. But the mares? The ones with foals at their side - or worse - the ones who were pregnant with Bjorn's next generation? Would they really risk so much for the cause and pride of a bunch of egotistical stallions? Tavas was flabbergasted. Her yellow ears come to lay flat against her poll as the others continue to show their support. This couldn't really be happening, could it? She thought. Her own dam was from Luthien. That's where her family was - family she didn't really know, but it's where she was born. The stress of just thinking about what to come made her feel light headed. She started laughing. Quietly at first, mostly breathy chuckles. But then they grew louder, until they were high-pitched, shrill giggles. "Wow, really?" She said, staring hard down her nose at Bjorn now. She looked at him as if she couldn't believe he had been duped into this so easily. "This is fucking dumb." She spat, the uncontrollable giggles still coming. And with a roll of her eyes, she gave Ysabel one last grave look, the fear so blatant in her eyes, before stalking off back into the forest. T A V A S Palomino | Mare | Vita Nova x Nephilim | 15h | Photo © Carina Mailwald |©Vinyl |
