Nashira
crown princess of the sadim
▻ no offspring ◅
She was always very careful about her parents. Even from a young age, the tension of parents who had lost a former sibling was palpable. Her milestones were always treated with joy, but she sometimes found her mother and father lost in thought or hazed by a shadow of grief soon after. She never felt neglected, but she was also never alone in her accomplishments. Her invisible elder sister had reached all of these first, left an impression first.
She was, however, not a jealous child. In fact, quite the opposite. She wondered what kind of goddess they had birthed that could have their love so irretrievably wounded by her absence. Not being a parent, having never had a sibling, she did not have a reference for what she experienced in the aftermath of her sister’s near-abduction level ‘acquisition’.
Her little floppy yearling mane waves and waggles in the wind around the family oasis, her face staring down into the mirror that the water created there. She supposed she was not terribly horrid to look at, nor was she especially beautiful as her sister had been rumored to be. She was little but she would not be so for long, by sight of her long legs. She wondered if she perhaps might live up to the shoes left behind by her elder sibling--
But the morning was not to be wasted and she easily broke from the rippled image of herself painted against the blue sky, turning and starting up a floating trot with tail erect and head high, setting off into the shifting dunes towards the coastal region by her Uncle Aldebaran’s oasis.
OF SALEM’S EASTERN DUNES
▻ one year old - arabian - bay sabino - 15.1 hh ◅