This Is How Champions Are Born Posted on April 19, 2020 at 01:36:24 AM by Gloriosiah
There is no knowledge of anything beyond his name. She knows him but she does not know the history of him. This place? The Bay? It seemed quiet as she inhaled the scents. There were some that lingered and there were some that faded. There were others that were strong. She is curious; questioning her decision honestly. Her mind had been made up though. Glory wouldn't back down from a challenge. Not this time. No way! This was a chance for a life; a real life. Those rich brown eyes swept over the landscape. Ears swiveled as a sound caught in them. Another horse. Those nostrils flared. She knew that scent as she took it in.
Liland. It was definitely him. He came alone with his approach. Those ears remained high on her head and swiveled to catch his vocals toward her. "You came." It is simple and to the point. Nothing else is said of he and she takes a step toward him. A couple more and her nose stretches to meet his own whiskery one. A soft breath of warm air is expelled with the greeting and she pulls her head back then. Words then escape in a sweet; soft tone.
"You gave me no reason to not think about it. A decision was to be made and I'm hoping it was the right one." Of course there would be hesitation. She had met him only once but she had not been disappointed in first impressions of him. A chance to give him. Unless he made rash future decisions then, she would remain. "You are not alone here." Glory expresses this briefly before continuing. It was not a bad realization after all.
"Show me your world." There it was. Her decision. To call the Bay her home. It was official then as long as he would have her. She was up to the challenge. Why not? Challenges could be fun after all. Let what comes be. That is how she'd grown up and this wouldn't change that either. Home is where your heart decides it. Glory's own had brought her here. That she does not doubt. What the future brought though? One would merely have to wait and see. A story in the making. It didn't happen overnight. How could it? A story was what you made it and usually constantly changing. Though; a home tended to be permanent unless harsh actions were worked in. This isn't that time though. There is nothing harsh in these moments. Not to her knowledge anyway. Replies: