Aspharas body was feeling the breeze in peace. The gentle tug against her fur had a smile curling against her lips and if her eyes would of been open, there would be a sparkle in their blue depths. The warm breeze had her quite content and not hearing when another creature was coming her way. It was the words that whispered into her mind that had her eyes opening and her gaze turning to this light colored mare. Asphara had never seen her before, but that was okay. She'd met two of the many horses here and she would take it in stride.


“Greetings Queen Oswin.” The chestnut gave her a smile before looking back out over the ocean, its blue waters almost calling to her and begging her to roam. She took her time admiring the ocean as she chewed over her reply to the first bit Oswin said. She didn't think a queen should be sorry for anything, but at the same time one should be greeting those that came into the territory and not almost in a way shunning them. “No apologies necessary.” Her sentence was short and to the point, but Asphara held no need to speak all day about it. Oswin had her own duties and believe it or not, Asphara hasn't seen Tyr since that day either. She's been a silent shadow on the ridge and it faintly bothered her already wounded heart.


Turning to Oswin then, Asphara faintly stretched out her nose to share breaths in the standard horse greeting if the queen would wish. If Oswin did share breaths, Asphara would smile and shrug. “Queens are busy with the home they contain.” With that, the red mare fell silent and once again looked at the ocean.

ASPHARA

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mare | 15.3hhs | chestnut | of the ridge

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