She doesn’t know if she should be relieved or disappointed by his silence. Oh sure, her words had been all but kind, and very unlike herself, but she deserves an apology, or at least some kind of acknowledgment. She gets none. It is as if Tephra’s king doesn’t even hear her words, she could just as well have not been there.
For a moment her ears press again her ebony neck, with a snarl on her lips, but the warmth of Kryptic tucked under her neck is enough to make her aware of his presence. And that she should not conflict, confuse of scare him with such poor manner.
”Come, little one” she murmurs against his two toned skin, taking a deep breath just like this. His scents offers her a strange kind of comfort, something she’s grateful for. Kryptic has brightened up her world in a way she would have never thought was possible. She couldn’t be more enlightened that she doesn’t have to say goodbye, as the colt has effectively found his way into her heart. ”We should let them talk.” That she doesn’t want to be in Warrick’s presence right now is something she doesn’t say out loud, but keeps to herself.
Amorette doesn’t guide him away from Kolera and Warrick far, but enough to put a comfortable distance between her and Warrick and yet still close by enough for Kolera to be able to see them. She had expected the bay mare to talk to Warrick longer, as they obviously seemed to be familiar with one another, but it is a surprise to find the bay woman turning to them this soon. Amore doesn’t offer an explanation of why she’d walk away, but does welcome Kolera back with a smile. ”You both are staying?”
Amorette
Quand on n'a que l'amour.
@[Neo]
@[Radar]
I just hád to reply, grumpy Amore.