The Lost Islands
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I am the storm

Stormwarrior of Nyimara
- Kára -

She could feel Nyimara slowly slipping away from her. The times where they had only had each other had been short, but lovely. Those memories would be cherished in her heart forever and as Nyimara’s family grew, she knew it would never happen again. A stallion has curled his way into her heart in a way she had only dreamed of for years. Her mistress trusted this stallion, but Kŕra would never give him the same satisfaction. No stallion deserved her. None could live up her to expectations and she knew he would eventually leave when he cracked under the pressure. Kŕra may not be worthy herself, but she knew that she would never leave her master. Nyimara would have to kill her first.

They haven’t talked much since she told her Queen about her worries with the large band now living among them. She wasn’t even about to speak about the King she has appointed, but those other stallions were worrisome enough. To her surprise they had been quieter lately. This has given Kŕra more time to keep a watch on Nyimara rather than them. She watches how her mistress grows bigger with her upcoming child until the day of birth was finally among them. Kŕra had no business being involved in a birth that she had no rights to. She kept her distance, but her watchful eyes never left Nyimara. There was no worry that her Queen would not make is through this birth even as she screams.

Kŕra couldn’t help the urge she felt to run towards her as she tumbles down the sandy hill, but she refrains. She was not about to be scolded or attacked for getting too close to her newborn. Another’s scream turns her attentions towards the stallion racing to Nyimara’s aid. Kŕra’s eyes narrow as she watches the stallion, she is sure if the child’s father. If he dared to try anything while their Queen was weak, she would be there in an instant. Hopefully not too late…she continues to watch how the pair interact in the distance. There was no hiding herself among the sand that she stands, but she is not trying to hide herself. Nyimara would know she was watching and know why. She had faith that they could speak without speaking.

(OOC: She is just keeping an eye on things so feel free to post without me posting again <3)



6 // Female // Mutt // Grey // 16hh // Stormchild of Ironclad & Cerosi // Lives in the Dunes
Played by Tay
HTML BY SABRINA/Image from unsplash/Lineart colored by DarkNFallen88


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