Uzuri
—« No damsel in distress, no need to save me. »
The citadel seemed lonely, those that had once called it home seeming to have disappeared. Outside of those that worked within the stone walls, her home was barren of life. She found herself wandering the silent halls while Neema played in the courtyard, the maned wolf permanently in puppy stages. Shaking her head, the mare paced toward the exit, her head held high and wings tucked to her sides.
The court was lively, equines wandering and voices causing chaos on the breeze. Yet the mare found that she loved it. The murmur of words and the life that was blossoming around her made her smile. This was what she wanted her home to be, a place of life and happiness. Yet there was a small part of her that was worried about the future. Would Liam stepping down change everything as the times changed? Would she be able to keep the court thriving? Could she make Dusk better?
As she wandered, the thoughts swamped her. A sudden voice caught her attention, a question that seemed flung through the air. Uzi turned her head to take in the mare that spoke, her hues making the sovereign smile.
"May I ask what you are finding difficult?" She asked softly, approaching the mare and dipping her head in greeting. She wasnt wearing her armor, but she did have her blade strapped to her flank. Not that she was afraid of her court… but better safe than sorry. Vespera knew that life was rather chaotic and she didn’t feel completely at ease in her position yet.
"Neema"
@Phoebe
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