Precious little jungle island… That phrase had Tefnut holding back a snarl of her own. Atlantis was not precious to her, far from it actually. Tefnut, having the breeding she did, was built for plains and rolling hills. The jungle flora and fauna were not something she would ever care to see again honestly. Her father might live there, but the kiger cross was not one to enjoy the dense jungle and the hanging vines. Her wild heart needed space to roam, to run. This place had it, but with the heat she knew would come from the barren land, she would have to save her fun for the dusk and night.
Flicking an ear at Nyimara, the young maiden copied her movements. Her faintly feathered legs skidded down the sand, a smile on her lips. She was not used to this much sand and it showed as she slid and bounced on the firmer ground of where they now stood. Her blue eyes danced as she placed them on the queen, something about this open space adding even more spunk to her. Turning to look at the water the silver haired woman spoke of, her tail wiggled with the knowledge. “Yes ma’am.” She muttered, her white face lifting to see the sky. She was entranced with being able to see it so clearly, but she moved when Nyimara did.
“Father did not specify it was you that I was to run into. I don’t think he knows you rule here.” Tilting her head, the red dun hummed faintly before her head shook. “He just said Salem. I wonder if it's because of the climate or if it was something else.” Bobbing her head, the red dun kept herself close to the mare, but not overly so. Her hooves stayed steady, their pink and brown two toned bodies thudding as her legs stuck with the pace that Nyimara had suggested. “If you ever wish to meet him, he's just a swim away though.” It wasn't as if Tefnut could make Lucifer do anything he didn't want anyways.
TEFNUT
mare | 16.1hhs | red dun | of the Desert
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