Tornados from a butterfly's wing
Ama's head spun with it all. Neverwhere was back and that was good, but she'd missed so much and the midnight girl didn't know where to start to catch her up. She was back, but she wasn't alone, and the metallic dappled boy seemed quick to stake his own claim on the bald faced mare. Ama's mouth pinched ruefully, heart tugging with her own taste of jealousy. She may have Neverwhere's hard won affections. But the colt could call her Mother.
That wasn't the point though.
Eyeing the colt unhappily, the gemstone girl turned back to the bay mare. Tail flicking behind her, she met the woman's clouded gaze and began her report. "A stallion named Ghaul came here looking for you in the winter, said he was sent by aunt Lilli and also looking for a monster. A weird mare was also there but I don't think she was with him but she wanted to be. Aunt Wen talked to them for a bit and then they went on their ways, the weird scaly mare wasn't happy that the dragon stallion was looking for the monster. Aunt Wen probably knows more..." She ended, wishing she'd paid closer attention to what they'd been saying, instead of what they'd been feeling.
Speaking of which.
The little burnished colt was nearby. She could hear him sniffling, and feel the scorn and envy radiating from his invisible form. She frowned in his direction. "I'm not sure how I feel about you either, but pouting isn't going to make things better." She grumbled at seemingly nothing. From some dark corner of her heart, it occurred to the pony girl that she could make him like her. Love her, even. Just as quickly, she swallowed the urge down, heartsick. No, that wouldn't do at all.
...Amarine
@[Wherewolf]