i am the fire
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
Her ears twitched at the words Moira spoke. It drew her out of her sulking for a moment and Morrighan found herself more intrigued. Since arriving here, she thought she was the only one to have been oddly transported to another world. Apparently that had been false, but now the real question will be if this woman was also from Ourania or not.
Turning to the tiger, the creature seemed a little less menacing as Moira explained how they saved her. In response, the feline began to purr loudly. Companions were still an interesting concept to the mare, but it was clear there was a deeper connection that she could not see.
"I see… Are you from Ourania too?" she asked, quickly realizing just how heavy the question was for her. Her limbs began to tremble slightly and she had to contain herself. Why was she getting so worked up over this? Perhaps because she was possibly one step closer to finding out what happened to her. Whether she'd be any closer to finding out how to get back was not clear.
Then came the story of the man causing all the chaos. Apparently he used to be one of them. She could see the fire in Moira's eyes and the determination in her tone. She was ready for war and to bring their leader back. Morrighan wasn't ready for the equally heavy question thrown at her.
After a few moments of contemplation, the mare replied, standing strong. "I will fight as a soldier. As I was trained to do in my kingdom. We were strong, but we were no dictators." At least, among their own kind. The wolves were an entirely different story.
Circling back to Raum's origin, she had to stifle a laugh. "You guys must have really pissed him off, huh?" She asked with sarcasm, although truly wondering just why the man was so angry.
Maybe he lost something too, Morrighan thought to herself. The loss of her magic and immortality and being thrown to another world certainly gave her reason to be angry. He too must have a reason.
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