Aadrika of the Bay

I find myself in an ice age.

Tinuvel. She had been born here, raised in the Inlet. Tilting her head as she stood near the Inlet border, Aadrika drug in a deep breath. She had vague memories of this place, but none of them were long lasting. Her crimson and white frame shifted in the stones she found herself standing on. She could go over, speak with Nicodemus, and explain maybe. Shoving that thought away though, the dun woman turned her painted from from that territory and walked on.

Listening to the open land around her, Aadrika walked the stone beach. Her long tail ticked against her hocks with each step. She had some territory lines to walk, but she didn't wish to cross paths with two of the horses here in the Bay. Tefnut was doing her own thing and Aadrika wasn't sure if she was ready to face Rethe. She didn't know what had happened between her sister and the dark woman, but seeing Tefnut prickly that one evening and wearing Rethe's scent like a cape, she knew better than to poke.

Lowering her head, Aadrika lipped at the soft grass that grew along the beach. It wasn't much, but the sea water taste had her eyes closing as a deep breath escaped her lips. “It's nice to be home I guess.” She muttered to herself. She was younger than Tefnut, so she had a lot to learn. Yet, the blanketed woman was excited. This was something new to learn and something that could be epic. Smiling to herself, Aadrika just continued to nibble here and there.

Mare ─ 17.0 hands ─ Red Dun Blanket ─ Co-Regent of the Bay