Nashira
crown princess of the sadim
▻ no offspring ◅
The little girl seems a bit thrown off by her initial stomp and her stern introduction that she thought to use to distance herself from the strange filly. "Hello Nashira!" The girl says without a hesitated moment, tail wagging about behind her. "Being a Princess sounds cool, but what is a Sadim? Are you a daughter of Nyimara?" Nashira quirks an eyebrow, seeming a bit put off by being considered a daughter of their landlady. "No, of course not." But the conversation’s odd turn makes her less tense with the instant distraction.
It wasn’t as though she was terribly interested in keeping potential friends at bay and she figured a single whistling whinny from her would bring Yildirim or one of her uncles or even her father down on their heads. "But Sadim… well, it means constellation… but it when I say it with importance, it is what my people call our… kingdom? herd?" That was the simplest way to explain. It wasn’t exactly precise, not how uncle Rigle would have explained, but it was good enough. "My name is Sagittarius. Just plain Sagittarius, but you can call me Sagi for short."
Finally she lets a smile crack across her face, simply not willing to linger in such a stoic mind. "Hi, Sagi. Shira is normally what my uncles call me, if you want to too."
"My mother is just a simple herd mare under Nyimara. Nothing special so I guess that makes me a common filly." It seemed that the girl thought a lot of princesses and she feels a bit guilty that she might be misleading the girl a little bit. "How do you become a Princess?" She frowns a little, looking crestfallen by a margin, looking away just a little. "Well, my father is Antares - he used to rule here until my sister was abducted. When he came back after he was captured, he didn’t want to do battle with anyone or displace those who lived here so he asked Queen Nyimara to give him the east of the Dunes. She can’t force him to do anything, but he follows her laws. He says that he won’t share her enemies but any children that are in her herd will be welcome to be safe with us if she makes anyone mad enough to come here."
She shrugs, "So since my father is a king, even though he’s under her, I guess I am still a princess. If you marry a king you get to be a Queen, usually. But a princess usually means you marry a prince or whoever marries you becomes a prince - if I marry, and he isn’t already a prince, then he becomes one. It is why my dad says we have to be careful about boys." She sighs, sounding a bit miffed about the limitations placed upon her. "I already know who I want for my Prince, though." She raises her head, proud and grinning about her choice.
OF SALEM’S EASTERN DUNES
▻ one year old - arabian - bay sabino - 15.1 hh ◅