06-24-2018, 12:23 PM
Nineave
Nineave stepped in with the other horses in the herd. There were a lot of them and she was startled. Nervously, Nineave quietly tried to blend in with the crowd. This place was warm and cozy, and she relaxed a little bit. Then she looked up to find Roscorro and who must be Rixen. They announced the open positions in their herd that needed to be filled. Fighting was not something Nineave wanted to do. Blood did not make her gag, but it was the smell of death that made it so. Nineave's large stature was not the best for speed. easily she could see over all the other horses gathered here except for a few. She listened as others took up empty spots in the ranks. She was too large and clumsy for medicine and dealing with delicate things. It seemed that Nineave fit in nowhere. Maybe I should not have joined. Nineave looked around at the other horses gathered hear. They all seemed to fit in somehow, but she stood out like a tree in the middle of an empty meadow. She sighed to her self and waited for them to finish so that she could leave in all the bustle. If only there were something she could do. I'll talk to Roscorro after the gathering. Maybe there was a job that I didn't hear. Nineave stood there quietly and listened to all the enthusiastic voices. "Talk." Alone we are vulnerable. Together we are strong. |
Nineave