08-18-2019, 09:22 AM
Sabrina
She has only seen a small bit of the terror her brother experiences. Rejection from the one equine who should flourish him with joy and self worth. But that sometimes is the way of life, a defect not fully accepted by parents, she's shocked if father accepts him.
Her attention flicks back to Erio as he speaks, noting he has never left the mainlands of beqanna. He has never felt the extreme heat of the islands, or the cold in the isle. What a shame, she thinks to herself, you got a life ahead of you! You'll see them all. She says reassuringly, its only nature for an equine to explore beqanna.
When he makes a comment about how he wouldn't make it to the island, in his current state she rolls her eyes. She lifts her paw and gently bops his muzzle, You can do whatever you put your mind to Erio, you have hellhound blood and we are a rare species around here. Her voice was stern, his mind was filled with such hateful thoughts it would be hard to change his perspective.
Though with a huff she settles back down, he says he will visit her one day, and its a statement she will hold him to. He jokes about being a flying hound and a gentle chuckle parts her maw. Wings, such a dainty addition to an equine, certainly would take away from the scare tactic of a hound. Yes, like being a hellhound! she laughs you don't need wings to make the trip, but if you do ever get some promise me I'll be the first to see them. She smiles as she thinks about him with large puffy wings.
Not Afraid To Bite
@[Erio]