cold in the violence after the war
hope is a fire to keep us warm
If the strange-looking black mare lacks tact, it’s certainly something Brazen could not comment on. Assuming, of course, that she noticed such a lack. Which, of course, she doesn’t. Instead her grin broadens with amusement at her wry response. She does at least know better than to agree, even if she does so silently.
Eurwen’s irritable response to her rather unfortunate sense of humor is met with a hastily stifled burst of laughter. Blue eyes bright with suppressed humor, before she can think better of it, she quips quickly, “A walrus would have to be able to outrun me to prove dangerous first.”
She doesn’t comment on the water though, instead only offering Lilli a skeptically amused side-eye. Of course, she’d never shared any of her, uh, watery shenanigans with her friend, so she could hardly expect her to know if the water were the culprit, Brazen would most certainly have joined her friend in her precarious state. But that’s a tale for another time.
When Fio introduces herself, Brazen straightens, returning her attention to the present. After Eurwen, the armored mare tosses her own introductions with a simple, “I’m Brazen.”
At this point, perhaps somewhat unfortunately for Brazen, the conversation takes a turn that leaves her scratching her head a bit. First, Eurwen mentions how thrilled she must be to be the future auntie of three. Gaze jumping to the spotted mare with surprise, she blinks a few times as she tries to wrap her head around that. Until Lilli corrects her.
“You’re having FOUR BABIES??” she half-shrieks in a strangled whisper to Eurwen, unable to contain her shock at the very thought. For a moment, even the mention of tentacles is lost on her. After all, what are tentacles in comparison to the possibility of Eurwen having to squeeze out four kids?
Lilli’s accidental slip does catch her ear however. For a moment, as her gaze shifts to her copper friend, she has to wonder how Wolfbane figures into all of this. At least, she can only assume that’s what Lilli had been saying. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how one looks at it) for all involved, it doesn’t take Brazen long to put the pieces together.
Of course, when she does, it takes a minute for her reign in the open shock that must be plastered heavily over her features. “Shit,” she finally blurts out, not sure what else to say. “Wolfbane? Really?” Abruptly she laughs, the sound a bit bewildered before it devolves into genuine mirth. “If Wolfbane’s the water you’re warning me about, I think I’m safe.”
Brazen
