Kintla Flatlands For just as Every Seed holds the Power

The sudden frown on the womans lips made her head dip a little more, but it perked back up when she told Everest that she wasn't a burden. A half smile formed in reply. "Oh of course I am. I'm the weird one into weird things." she thought to herself. Everest didn't comment on it further. The woman continued, complimenting Everest on how she, all by herself, brought herself way out here far from home during a beautiful night. and how she couldn't possibly be a burden for it. While the woman spoke true, a flick of guilt still remained.

"Well, yeah, I brought myself out here, but that's because I wasn't strong enough to stay. Tossed around because you couldn't walk, talk, or act like a noble queen who was confident and full of beauty, or fulfill her duties as an alpha's daughter. Instead, be interested in the weird things of the world that no one understands." she said softly, trying not to discount the nice things the woman said. She still didn't feel a shred of confidence in leaving being the right thing she had ever done. Especially since this would be the first rough winter she'd ever experienced. "Aahh! Oh, jeez I've said too much already! I'm sorry! Ugh, now you'll think I'm just fragile..." her voice carried off into a whine, depressed that she couldn't keep her mouth shut... again. 

As the woman introduced herself as Ishara, which was a strange name to Everest, she remained silent for a moment before speaking up. "Ahh the name is Everest. Like the mountain. Though I'm not as grand as one." her voice was soft like a breeze in the wind, but still audible in the least. Everest remained slightly lowered, but her gaze was directed to Easy now, compared to earlier where she wouldn't make eye contact.

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