ARAXES
tender heart
Freedom was an odd taste on her tongue, but it was nice to know she could leave her court without the threat of a dragon deciding to charbroil her against her will. It had been.. rough, that was certain, but now she could breathe easier, and perhaps look at her regime with a more critical eye than she had in the beginning. She was not one to hold grudges, but the bubble of mistrust had taken root, spreading out and digging in to her deep.
Shaking her head, she watched the regimes of the courts disappear in to the doors, and they closed once more, sealing up as if they had never even formed in the tree trunks in the first place. A terrifying notion, to say the least. Would they all be held there? Would Tempus keep them? She found she wasn't too worried about it, something that startled her, and Araxes instead exhaled, her small wings tucking back up against her head, and she backed up several steps away from the large crowd of horses that had formed.
Her ears flicked, and she was rather surprised she was still near someone, but there was a smile on her mottled lips, soft and pink and black as she looked at her. She was a unicorn, and Ara wasn't one to shy away from anyone. "Not sure, but Tempus called them himself..." she trailed, blinking a few times as she looked at the trees, leaning her head back to see the canopy above. "With the deities around? I don't think so. Starting something here would be... borderline suicide."
Shaking her head, she watched the regimes of the courts disappear in to the doors, and they closed once more, sealing up as if they had never even formed in the tree trunks in the first place. A terrifying notion, to say the least. Would they all be held there? Would Tempus keep them? She found she wasn't too worried about it, something that startled her, and Araxes instead exhaled, her small wings tucking back up against her head, and she backed up several steps away from the large crowd of horses that had formed.
Her ears flicked, and she was rather surprised she was still near someone, but there was a smile on her mottled lips, soft and pink and black as she looked at her. She was a unicorn, and Ara wasn't one to shy away from anyone. "Not sure, but Tempus called them himself..." she trailed, blinking a few times as she looked at the trees, leaning her head back to see the canopy above. "With the deities around? I don't think so. Starting something here would be... borderline suicide."
@Indra || !!! o: shush it's fine omg i cannot ahhhh
