11-20-2018, 10:41 AM
The purple horse sounds polite, and Jhene's smile grows. She is a trusting creature, and the idea that he is travelling with his siblings softens her further. "I haven't seen my brothers and sister in years." Admits the palomino mare. "Not since I came to Beqanna." It's not a typical admission, but any appropriate filter has long since disappeared from the soft-eyed appaloosa.
"A few months," She answers. "I like the warmth. I have never been very good at living in the snow, and I was raised on an island not too different from this one." It was less tropical, Jhene recalls, but many of the details have disappeared with time and hyponosis.
Unable to see the pegasus clearly, it does not occur to Jhene that the stranger might be attempting to flirt with her. She is not very good at that sort of thing anyway. Her intentions are innocent when she steps forward, and places a friendly tap to his shoulder. That is the way she likes to be greeted, after all, and how Ivar lets her know he's nearby when she cannot see him in the shadows.
"If you have some time before you head back to business, you might like the waterfall at the center of the island." Recommending the pool to unfamiliar stallions is the first thing she'd been taught about life on this tropical isle. Jhene cannot determine safety from danger but she doesn't have to, not on this island where nearly every resident is deadly. "Where do you live?" She adds
"A few months," She answers. "I like the warmth. I have never been very good at living in the snow, and I was raised on an island not too different from this one." It was less tropical, Jhene recalls, but many of the details have disappeared with time and hyponosis.
Unable to see the pegasus clearly, it does not occur to Jhene that the stranger might be attempting to flirt with her. She is not very good at that sort of thing anyway. Her intentions are innocent when she steps forward, and places a friendly tap to his shoulder. That is the way she likes to be greeted, after all, and how Ivar lets her know he's nearby when she cannot see him in the shadows.
"If you have some time before you head back to business, you might like the waterfall at the center of the island." Recommending the pool to unfamiliar stallions is the first thing she'd been taught about life on this tropical isle. Jhene cannot determine safety from danger but she doesn't have to, not on this island where nearly every resident is deadly. "Where do you live?" She adds