Posted by ANTIOPE on March 11, 2008, 5:29 pm
24.26.236.139
She moves with the grace of a feline, the huntress who has forsaken her ways for the path of wisdom. She is Antiope, child of the wind and rain, of the mountains and the valleys, the deserts and the oceans. She is all things wild, yet she knows of values and morals. She knows of being a queen, and of being a pauper. She knows where the west winds travel, and she has seen these things with timeless golden eyes.
Like a gazelle, she moves with a sure foot, mindless of the pebbles that rest along the stony path. She follows this road with the knowledge that it will guide her, and she is not dissapointed when she finds the academy. The others rumble with energy, with the tension of learning. Antiope is drawn towards this as a thirsty man drawn to water. Her ears lift up and she listens, gleaning all that she can. She shies from the stallions, for it is her nature, but she is strong, a warrior in spirit, and her outward appearance is one of solidarity and strength.
It is to learn that she has come here, though it is difficult to put into words. She is ageless, knowing many generations as they have come and gone. But she is alone, and there is something in that which drives her to learn, to find, to discover. Despite her own knowledge, she is ready to set aside her thoughts of grandeur and become the student.
Silently she waits, for eventually someone shall come along.
(ooc; This is my nice way of asking for a teacher. :) Sooo... preferably a mare?)
this isn't my first second chance
but at this point, who's counting?
ANTIOPE
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