04-14-2020, 06:03 PM
At last he emerges from the dusty dim, and a sulky pout twists my sparkling lips. He certainly took his time. I trot up to meet the bloody bone crowned stallion, my tail flipping in irritation.
The fury rolling off his hide doesn't escape my notice, it was impossible to ignore once you knew the signs of it. But I pressed forward anyway, past the point of caring. "There you are!" I chided, as though it were a summer outing he was late for, and not the simple ignoring of a prisoner. "I was beginning to think you'd forgotten me. And after all the trouble you went to bring me here." A pecking kiss darts toward his dark cheek, teeth glinting briefly in the harsh light.
A dramatic, forlorn sigh feathers past my lips, sides heaving beneath dusty wings. "You sure know how to treat guests, I must say. Do you all eat so sparingly? No wonder your temper is always so foul." One chipped hoof kicked at the sun-baked earth underneath me. I found myself missing the Loessian springs more and more with each passing day, and I'm sure he knows it. My only joy is that I might manage to bring him as much grief as he's brought me these past days.
"How's that lovely sister of yours these days? Pigeon or Sparrow or something, right?" I asked, carefully bland. My ears flicked to and fro, eyes never leaving the gleaming crimson of his own as I sat back to see if I'd hit the mark I'd been aiming for.
@[draco]
The fury rolling off his hide doesn't escape my notice, it was impossible to ignore once you knew the signs of it. But I pressed forward anyway, past the point of caring. "There you are!" I chided, as though it were a summer outing he was late for, and not the simple ignoring of a prisoner. "I was beginning to think you'd forgotten me. And after all the trouble you went to bring me here." A pecking kiss darts toward his dark cheek, teeth glinting briefly in the harsh light.
A dramatic, forlorn sigh feathers past my lips, sides heaving beneath dusty wings. "You sure know how to treat guests, I must say. Do you all eat so sparingly? No wonder your temper is always so foul." One chipped hoof kicked at the sun-baked earth underneath me. I found myself missing the Loessian springs more and more with each passing day, and I'm sure he knows it. My only joy is that I might manage to bring him as much grief as he's brought me these past days.
"How's that lovely sister of yours these days? Pigeon or Sparrow or something, right?" I asked, carefully bland. My ears flicked to and fro, eyes never leaving the gleaming crimson of his own as I sat back to see if I'd hit the mark I'd been aiming for.
@[draco]