i am the fire
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
Morrighan looked around, her two-colored eyes squinting at the gathering of mostly strangers while everyone else spoke. She was skeptical of all of them, but especially the hooded woman. The feeling wasn't lessened when she went into a lecture about the island, almost as if she had lived here her whole life. What more did she know? It was imperative that Morr pulled this woman aside and asked more questions. Everything about her was suspicious.
As some began to leave, the hooded woman stayed with the bay stallion and Isra. For a moment, she considered staying as well to see what might be discussed, but she was growing impatient. There really was nothing left to be said and nothing new happening here. There was a full island waiting to be explored out there and the start of a hunt for this supposed relic. The grullo mare didn't feel like wasting anymore time, even if her queen was here. She'd have to figure out another time to pull the hooded woman aside. With all her knowledge of this place, perhaps it would happen soon enough.
"Well this has been fun, truly," Morrighan chimed in sarcastically with a yawn at the end. "But I'm going to head off and see if there's anything useful on this godforsaken island." She did not bother to ask for anyone to join her because, quite frankly, she didn't feel like having any company. The words of warning did not phase her very much and she felt confident in relying on her instincts. Besides, she was not one to rely on others. Rarely was anyone trustworthy or smart enough.
And with that, Morrighan took her leave with a flick of her tail.
