How could she have chased him out? Bragi had – sadly enough – been the perfect example of what Tephra could offer. What Tephra could be, and what Amorette would like to see Tephra become. It wasn’t her kingdom, but thus far she and Warrick had been on the same line. Something the ebony woman hoped wouldn’t change.
He proves it hadn’t. His words make her laugh softly, and she gently bumps her muzzle against his shoulder. ”Oh hush” she murmurs. She feels comfortable around him, and it shows, but Bragi shows the same promise of familiarity. If he would decide to stay in Tephra of course. Honestly, it was the automatic conclusion she had made, just like Warrick said: Tephra had brought Bragi here.
It doesn’t stop her from smiling when the buckskin male confirms he is looking to stay. Amore glances in Warrick’s direction, clearly content with his decision and agreeing that this must be Tephra’s doing, but after a quick brush of her muzzle against his she steps towards Bragi again. It feels a little as to dance between and with two different males, but well yeah, that’s who she is. ”Welcome to Tephra, Bragi. May you love her as much as we do” she officially welcomes him, slowly extending her muzzle towards him even though he cannot see her. She hopes her warm breath against his skin is enough for him to notice her being close, but if not, that would be her own mistake.
Amorette
Quand on n'a que l'amour.
