i was an offering to the gods | sigurdr Posted on July 20, 2024 at 00:59:22 AM by Astarte
Astartes brown eyes followed her brothers form for a long moment as his dark shape disappeared into the verdant jungle. A part of her deigns to be angry with him, for stealing her choice in partner away. Another part is relieved by the prospect of not having to choose. If the last two years had been any evidence of her intention to find a mate, she would have never gone looking.
Carthage told her it was a possibility after all, if he found someone promising. A ear ticked a couple degrees; she hadn't expected it to be the male who'd taken Paradise from their former lead. She had liked Snapdragon's fire and her capability of reminding her brother of his place, even if he only respected her because of her position.
After a moment's consideration, she turned her head to look squarely at the stallion she had been given to. Though he was a little shorter than she and her brethren, there remained a force in his musculature that proved him capable. He was also strikingly marked with black across a grey-gold highlighted by the sun. Carthage hadn't chosen him for his unique appearance though; Astarte knew that well enough.
"My brother.. likes to speak for me," she stated tactfully, her eyes flicking over him once more before meeting his gaze.