Posted on October 22, 2023 at 08:26:14 PM by quitaque
Since Quitaque had not spoken to anyone since Frey’s unannounced departure, she knows nothing of what he talks about. Free persons and new system; although she did understand what he said about the new herd taking up residence. The scents filling what had once been empty was a clear enough sign for her to stay here than wander there.
“I won’t trouble you, or myself, with an opinion. Only that I aim to leave as soon as the child is ready.” She replied. Quitaque can only assume that his choice of words meant that he wouldn’t stand in her way once she did decide to leave. It would be his punishment, or whoever tried to block her from the sea, if they tried. Although she doesn’t know where she would go from here. The Crossing, perhaps? Or back to Atlantis, where she was born. Quitaque didn’t know if she wanted to be troubled by whatever oaf called that place home currently.
“Go back to your patrols, desert born. I have little use for your company; or you for mine.” The buckskin mare stated sharply in reply to his genuine offer. Perhaps if he had found her before Frey, Quitaque would have given him a different answer. For now, all that drove her was to get rid of anything that could pose a threat to the sleeping foal.
quitaque
i am the end
i am the end
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