02-27-2019, 04:12 PM
She does fall for Eight’s little game.
The worry that had been slowly burrowing into her chest suddenly bursts forth into excitement - sends cool wave after cool wave of adrenaline through her veins. Of course Cosmos comes to Yidhra’s familiar call, though this time the bitter hope that she will stay lingers like acid on her tongue. Joy is an overriding emotion but a conversation that needs to be had is almost as present in her mind. The pit of her stomach stirs uneasily at the thought.
Her Archon had abandoned Pangea too many times.
When the magician slips into his original form, the pegasus stops short and rears her head. Second long emotions flash across her face like a clicking presentation: indignation, resignation, then irritation - not with the trickster but with herself for thinking that is how Yidhra would return to her. The typical fascinated gaze she possesses returns, mismatched eyes warming significantly.
“Do you really believe I find you to be a beast?” is her initial response, mouth tilting into a quiet smile. Cosmos considers no living being a beast - at least in her two years she has not been convinced. Pebbles crunch beneath her hooves as she shifts to one side, eyes casting to the oceans Yidhra rests beneath.
“Show me your power,” she whispers, a suggestive twinkle in her look she is sure she will not regret offering Eight.
@[Eight]
The worry that had been slowly burrowing into her chest suddenly bursts forth into excitement - sends cool wave after cool wave of adrenaline through her veins. Of course Cosmos comes to Yidhra’s familiar call, though this time the bitter hope that she will stay lingers like acid on her tongue. Joy is an overriding emotion but a conversation that needs to be had is almost as present in her mind. The pit of her stomach stirs uneasily at the thought.
Her Archon had abandoned Pangea too many times.
When the magician slips into his original form, the pegasus stops short and rears her head. Second long emotions flash across her face like a clicking presentation: indignation, resignation, then irritation - not with the trickster but with herself for thinking that is how Yidhra would return to her. The typical fascinated gaze she possesses returns, mismatched eyes warming significantly.
“Do you really believe I find you to be a beast?” is her initial response, mouth tilting into a quiet smile. Cosmos considers no living being a beast - at least in her two years she has not been convinced. Pebbles crunch beneath her hooves as she shifts to one side, eyes casting to the oceans Yidhra rests beneath.
“Show me your power,” she whispers, a suggestive twinkle in her look she is sure she will not regret offering Eight.
@[Eight]