by MySpoons » Tue Nov 12, 2019 12:54 pm
Astrona keeps pace with Apollyon, making sure she is about a quarter step's worth of distance behind him. Close enough to talk, but not even with him. It's a subconscious habit to not walk abreast with a king.
"No, the dry air is new to me. It dries out the back of my throat in an unpleasant manner at times; I usually stay by the river or other water sources to combat it." Astrona replies, referring to the river that cuts through the forest in which she made her camp. "The wetlands nearby have made my camp comfortable for me, however."
The Kingdom of the Highsun's land is quite larger than her own. Guardians usually only take a sliver of space-- Astrona was lucky to have found unclaimed land. "The land that I'm on, do you know of its history? I admit, I was not expecting to find unclaimed land so easily."
As they walk to the oasis, the grass becomes greener and the dirt under the tigress' paws becomes softer with moisture. Astrona's tail flicks in relief-- it is an odd sensation to have grit stick between her pads. Astrona had plenty of that to experience in the two days it took her to descent the large mountainsides that made up the Valley's gorge.
Astrona studies Apollyon's pride members, trying not to be overt about it. She's curious to know the state of them-- their health, their affect, their attitude towards her. The Guardian dips her head to anyone she crosses, not smiling, but making sure her face is relaxed in friendliness.
"Hmm," Astrona hums, amused at Apollyon's question as she takes a drink of the oasis after him. "I am well, thank you. It is still just me, I'm afraid." The tigress cannot hide the soft note of sadness in her voice. It has only been a few weeks, she must be patient. Was the Valley so large that she had isolated herself?
It is why Astrona jumped at the offer to get to know a neighboring pride. She has no source of news, no way to keep an ear to the ground or her paw on the pulse of the Valley's events. With little else to do besides set up more dens in her camp-- which was tedious and boring and so far unnecessary-- Astrona spent most of her days traveling her lands, patrolling. Searching for any sign of... anyone, really.
"Life was busy before I cam here." Astrona takes another drink, savoring the chance to clear the dust from her throat. "Before I was preparing to make this journey, I had my own quarter to manage. It was a small, peaceful station. Good families, little conflict more than a spat or two." Even though she speaks fondly of her prior assignment, Astrona is not wistful or nostalgic. The Valley is so interesting-- and it is such an honor to have been selected for this mission.
"Do you get many tigers or Guardians here, Elohim?" Astrona focuses on Apollyon now, interested. She has not heard of any tigers from her area deciding to travel to the far west.