Kensa
There are a great many faces here that she will need to take the time to get to know, though at least one of them must be an outsider. She decides it’s simply impossible to make introductions among everyone and there are those who seem little inclined to socialize. She keeps her ears open for names where they are given, and offers smiles when one set of eyes or another settles on her. Ivy wanders off to be alone again, and Kensa half shrugs, sharing a look with Chryseis but deciding that she wants to stay among the group.
When Litotes joins her, the smile she has for him has a little extra wattage, his nip on her shoulder met with an amused snort, a swing of her head and a small, playful snap in his direction. “Hey Lie. “ She replies, cocking a hind hoof so that her hip lightly bumps against his own pale one just as his tail lashes against her hocks. She doesn’t let her eyes stray his way again, pretending there is nothing at all to the little nuances of their body language, no secret thrill living in her as a result of these subtle touches. Already she is thinking of sneaking out of the party for a minute and dragging Lie with her… just for a minute.
Then Rhaegor bolts, and the sudden flight startles the chestnut so that she tosses her head and turns a confused look around the fillies in their group, Concern is bright in her topaz eyes, she and Rhaegor have shared moments and secrets, and she could go after him, could sink her face against his warm buckskin neck and-- no. No, because the look on the roan fillies face is a mirror of her own in those seconds, her small voice calling after the colt who has just broken away from them...and Kensa realizes that she isn’t the only one who wants to reach out and calm the quiet prince of Hyaline. She isn’t the only one who sees him. And why would she be? Though this is the first time the thought occurs to her she chastises herself for it .
So the group turns back towards polite conversation. Kensa confirms that she is new to Hyaline, and asks the girl Chryseis how long she has been here...and on the conversations go until Warlight--Will--separates herself and calls their attention. Her partner is chosen with a flick of her own tail against his creamy hocks, a sly smile winding over her lips. He could of course reject her but she doesn’t think he will. In the midst of all of this the strange stallion she’d found in the cave last spring appears, immediately wild to join the game. Kensa eyes him, still not sure about that particular stranger, but keeps her attention on the description of the game.
When Warlight releases them Kensa’s topaz eyes flick to Litotes matching ones. “Shall we?” She murmurs, and then chooses a direction to take them a little ways away from the others to talk about their plan of attack...and perhaps not talk. Kensa bounds away and then trots behind a large rock formation, splashing through some kelp strewn waters left behind by the last high tide. It’s there she stops and turns back, hopefully to find Lie there, where now momentarily alone, she can enjoy the thrill of sliding her lips along the line of his jaw before asking… “Which way should we go?”
i'm burning like a fire gone wild on saturday
guess i won't be coming to church on sunday
i'll be waiting for love to come around
@[Litotes]
