The Lost Islands
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I am the storm

Stormwarrior of Nyimara
- Kára -

Honestly, she knew nothing about the strangers and their devotion to each other. If she had, she might think better of them. Devotion was one thing she could understand. It was not the blood in her veins that stir her loyalty in another horse, but a feeling. She couldn’t describe it exactly…she just knew Nyimara was it. She was supposed to follow her and learn from her. Her Queen has never broken her word and has never rejected her obedience. Nyimara was not cruel to her, but she also was not gentle. She was exactly everything Kàra needs. Kàra nods as her Queen asks her to take a walk with her. Grey legs lift into a swift gait until she catches up beside her silver haired master.

She matches pace with Nyimara as she looks forward. The pair walk in silence, becoming a moment Kàra will never forget simply because it was so simple. Just spending time together was something they haven’t done in so long. The silence breaks as Nyimara begins to explain herself against Kàra’s previous opinion. Honestly, the mare didn’t think she was going to get any clarity on what her leader was thinking and she was okay with that. Just having Nyimara willing to explain meant the world to her. Kàra turns to lock eyes with the dark voids of her master. She takes in every word like she was a school girl learning from her teacher. The mare stops as they reach the top of a ridge. Kàra does the same, but her eyes never leave Nyi’s as she continues to explain.

Kàra nods in agreement. Yes, friends were the better option with a large group. This made sense to her, but she couldn’t help the nagging feeling in her gut that something was off about them. Whatever it was she just hoped her Queen was right. If it ever comes to a fight, she can be sure Kàra would be by her side. It was only the last bit that leaves her with more questions. How could you have a common goal with someone you don’t trust? It sparks the question if Nyimara even trusted her or if she was only here with the common goal of helping her rise to power. ”I understand.” She nods her head despite these reservations. ”Thank you for the explanation.” It was easier to be agreeable with her master than question her. Kàra didn’t want to risk leaving Nyimara with a sore impression.

(We can end this here since there isn’t much left to go off of unless you have an idea <3)



5 // Female // Mutt // Grey // 16hh // Stormchild of Ironclad & Cerosi // Lives in the Dunes
Played by Tay
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