Although the Feverlands borders her home area, she’s never gone deep into it, and for good reason. This place is about as foul as it gets in her opinion, and she’s ever grateful for Deimos’ continued assistance in that respect. She’s fallen quiet for the moment as they listen and stalk forward, tar lessening back into deep water and murk. Through the haze of mist, a large shape looms ominously, and Colt regards it with a narrow eye of suspicion. She feels uneasy here, and she’s certain that shape is a reason why.
”Careful,” she murmurs to him, although she assumes he well knows already, but saying it brings some comfort just the same. ”Something here feels, wrong.” She might not have been here in person, but she knows the tales behind this land. She’s hoping her horses weren’t stupid enough to stray much further here. Maybe they turned tail and ran back out, might have passed right by her through the low visibility without even noticing.
”You’re right, by the way,” she admits softly, still straining to catch notice of movement here. ”About everything having some risk.” It could be reason enough to stay, to double down on her own fire management plans, deal with the devil she knows and all that. Honestly though, it’s like she told Zavien, much as she loves the life, it doesn’t allow her much opportunity for more. It’s consuming, and for the first time that she can remember, there’s a bit of freedom to this horizon, smoke-blotted as it is. She’d also like to think there’s someplace out there where she couldn’t just lose all of it again.
Chewing on her lip as she finds the courage to say what she knows will sound crazy aloud for the first time, she offers him an answer to his previous question. ”Thinking of going to Hak Etme.” Hearing it put into the world instead of just echoing around her own head sounds almost too loud and she winces a bit at the stark reality of it. ”I’ve run up and down that land,” she continues, lest he think he a complete fool. Not lingering on who she accomplished that with, too focused on things besides past ghosts when she’s got future struggles aplenty, she elaborates a bit further. ”It’s hot there, but unlikely to burn. Suvahasi can’t be that lush without fresh water either, and cattle should be able to eat it. After some work.”
”Careful,” she murmurs to him, although she assumes he well knows already, but saying it brings some comfort just the same. ”Something here feels, wrong.” She might not have been here in person, but she knows the tales behind this land. She’s hoping her horses weren’t stupid enough to stray much further here. Maybe they turned tail and ran back out, might have passed right by her through the low visibility without even noticing.
”You’re right, by the way,” she admits softly, still straining to catch notice of movement here. ”About everything having some risk.” It could be reason enough to stay, to double down on her own fire management plans, deal with the devil she knows and all that. Honestly though, it’s like she told Zavien, much as she loves the life, it doesn’t allow her much opportunity for more. It’s consuming, and for the first time that she can remember, there’s a bit of freedom to this horizon, smoke-blotted as it is. She’d also like to think there’s someplace out there where she couldn’t just lose all of it again.
Chewing on her lip as she finds the courage to say what she knows will sound crazy aloud for the first time, she offers him an answer to his previous question. ”Thinking of going to Hak Etme.” Hearing it put into the world instead of just echoing around her own head sounds almost too loud and she winces a bit at the stark reality of it. ”I’ve run up and down that land,” she continues, lest he think he a complete fool. Not lingering on who she accomplished that with, too focused on things besides past ghosts when she’s got future struggles aplenty, she elaborates a bit further. ”It’s hot there, but unlikely to burn. Suvahasi can’t be that lush without fresh water either, and cattle should be able to eat it. After some work.”
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
