[private] i've got some secrets i forgot to mention

[Ivar]

I V A R i'll use you as a makeshift gauge of how much to give and how much to take Ivar knows the colt is snared. The boy advances one steady step at a time, drawn in by the tale and oblivious to the danger. It takes focus, but Ivar only opens and closes his mouth as if to speak when the boy is within tooth’s reach. He does not lunge forward to snap his long jaw around the boy’s tender neck and pull him down, but the temptation remains strong. He is hungry, a hot meal is there for the taking. It defies instinct to leave it untouched, but the prospect of a better meal in the future gives him the strength of will to do so. If he does not kill them, he can use them to exact revenge on Aquaria, and that is a prize sweeter even than another man’s colt. So Ivar tears his gaze away from the boy, having nodded hopefully at Marianas’ tentative offer. He seems to be looking to his sibling for confirmation, so Ivar does the same. The boy asks her to stay, and Ivar considers the possibility of leaving one of the children here unharmed to tell Aquaria of what has happened. No, he thinks, no. Their mother is too powerful to allow her to be that angry with him. Ivar enjoys his life on the isle and has no desire to risk it. His original plan, to steal them both away and leave their bodies somewhere for an Ischian to find still seems the best route. Aquaria would not be able to prove Ivar had done it, and a lack of nursling foals at her hip would make her far easier to convince to join him on Kelpie. He has to have them both or at least ensure the one he does not take cannot tell the tale of its siblings capture. Ivar has nearly decided that Marianas will be the one he takes if his sister refuses him, meaning Kaimana’s body will greet their mother at the end of her patrol. Yet just before he begins to move forward, to grow teeth to crush her delicate throat, the bay filly reignites Ivar’s hopes that he might have them both. “I bet if you both help me look, we could find it before your Mom even gets back.” The suggestion is crafted to appeal to them both, Kaimana with her insistence on following the rules and Marianas’ genuine interest in the seal. “I don’t think it could have gotten very far, but there are lots of places I’m too big to look.” The kelpie’s shoulders shrug as if helpless, the implication that the two of them with their smaller figures might be able to do with Ivar cannot. @[Marianas] @[Kaimana] and i'll use you as a warning sign that if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind