JAXIS
HANDS STEEPED IN BLOOD
For all of her questioning, Jaxis hadn't actually expected anyone to show up anywhere. The Summit was a rather deserted place, for all of the ruckus that had been caused only a day or so prior. Granted, within the next few days, she expected there would be a steady trickle of nosy horses showing up to shove their noses in to things, as well as the regimes to show up. It would be a mess, and she wouldn't be around to witness it. Let them all squabble and bring themselves to ruin.
Snorting, ears twisted on her head, and the mare turned her head slowly, blinking once or twice, those purple eyes flickering over a much smaller frame than her own. Annoyance washed down the woman's spine as she realized there were others beginning to arrive, and she scowled at them, lifting her head a moment to survey them all, and then bring her head back down once more to a more comfortable level. "The gods have finally made an appearance. All of this? The trees? The clearing? This was all mountain, bare and empty, just a few days ago. Now look at it. It happened overnight." Jax rolled her shoulders a little, taking several steps away from the towering plants, giving a sidelong glance at one or two, before turning back to the other mare.
"I doubt anything will come of it. Nothing has so much as happened since the trees came up, except for birds talking like gods." Her muzzle wrinkled up, and she turned herself away from the trees, kicking a back hoof to scrape at dirt and shove a bit of it at the plants. A kick and denial of the gods, of everything they stood for. "They're probably here just to bring their supposedly divine opinions on the regimes, and then return to wherever the hell they came from. Not really anything exciting."
An annoyance, if anything.
Snorting, ears twisted on her head, and the mare turned her head slowly, blinking once or twice, those purple eyes flickering over a much smaller frame than her own. Annoyance washed down the woman's spine as she realized there were others beginning to arrive, and she scowled at them, lifting her head a moment to survey them all, and then bring her head back down once more to a more comfortable level. "The gods have finally made an appearance. All of this? The trees? The clearing? This was all mountain, bare and empty, just a few days ago. Now look at it. It happened overnight." Jax rolled her shoulders a little, taking several steps away from the towering plants, giving a sidelong glance at one or two, before turning back to the other mare.
"I doubt anything will come of it. Nothing has so much as happened since the trees came up, except for birds talking like gods." Her muzzle wrinkled up, and she turned herself away from the trees, kicking a back hoof to scrape at dirt and shove a bit of it at the plants. A kick and denial of the gods, of everything they stood for. "They're probably here just to bring their supposedly divine opinions on the regimes, and then return to wherever the hell they came from. Not really anything exciting."
An annoyance, if anything.
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