She's got the devil's eyes
Once, not so very long ago, she might have come to this kingdom without hesitation, without invitation. But then, that had been when her grandson had held the reins to the southernmost territory. She may have placed faith in Wolfbane, but she has never been one to extend that so freely to others. Even ones closely associated with the blue and gold stallion. But then, Wolfbane’s former second-in-command had not sat at the helm of this kingdom for long, had he?
Given the rapidity in which things had evolved for Loess, it only makes sense that her visitation to this kingdom takes priority. She is ever curious, but now that curiosity is fueled by far more than her own personal whims. No, she has her own kingdom to oversee.
And certainly the turmoil that has laid siege to this kingdom in the wake of her grandson’s departure is worthy of more than a passing glance.
She is of course familiar with the stallion that now leads the kingdom, but she is well aware he has changed a great deal from the shy boy who’d flanked his mother’s heels. Indeed, he’d changed from the man she’d met in Nerine some time ago now. But then, time and life has a penchant for doing that, doesn’t it? Certainly she is not what he might remember either.
Still, perhaps that acquaintance might stand them in good stead here and now.
As she reaches the borders of the kingdom, she slows easily to a halt, coming to rest patiently just shy of entering the kingdom. Perhaps she needn’t be so formal, but then, diplomacy has never been her greatest strength. She might be too boldly spoken most days, but here at least, they would find no reason to fault her.
It’s a simple enough matter to make her presence more noticeable, and no doubt the dragon would soon come. Perhaps others, but he is the one she is most interested in.
and they'll cut you like a weapon
@[Castile]