HELLBANE
I've all but just forgotten-
“Bijoux.” He repeats, trying out the word until he’s sure he’s got it right. Hellbane finds it difficult to look away from her eyes, especially when so much expression escapes from them. They’re soft, inviting really, so it doesn’t surprise him that they dart away from his own face as often as they can. It could be easy to get lost in eyes like those. “Does it mean anything?” He asks her, “Your name.” The letters in Bijoux clash together in a fashion that's foreign to him, but he’s genuinely curious. Hellbane wasn’t much of a mind-bender.
It strikes him then that he’s drawn to her shy countenance. Something about it was refreshing, so unlike the mares he’s grown up around. Not everyone in this world can be forceful or hard and it seems like Bijoux has retained some of the finer attributes that, up until now, Hellbane was sure had been lost. “I’m sorry if I’m prying.” The bay says with a deep chuckle, “You can ignore me if you want.”