His teasing earns him a swift glance, lashes lowered in half-hearted reproach. Had she not just been forced to push two not-so-little creatures out of her (not without pain, she might add), the low, suggestive whisper might have stirred a thrill. But for the time being, any such thrill has been thoroughly dampened.
At the very least, she could pretend the flutter in her heart didn’t exist at his words. Not that this was a particularly good time to examine those feelings anyway. Not with the two fillies already testing their legs, wobbling precariously as they try to gain them with a charming swiftness. She hides an unbidden smile in the downy tufts of Elegance’s mane as she fumbles against her, lest Nash see her reaction to his gentle words. She hadn’t realized it would be so heartwarming to see a father react so lovingly towards his offspring.
No doubt there is something significant buried deep in her reticence, but she hasn’t the wherewithal to dig for it. Especially not now.
She probably should have said something in response, but she finds herself unable to find words. Instead she busies herself with Luminesce as she too struggles to hold her feet underneath her forward momentum. Drawn by instinct, the two girls seek their first meal. An excellent excuse for Noel’s lack of words as she gently steadies them in their quest.
When he asks why she’d left Taiga though, she blinks for a moment before turning a quizzical gaze back to Nash. “We’re not in Taiga?” But as she looks around, she answers her own question when she notices the hardy grasses of Nerine peeking through the edges of the small copse she had chosen.
“Oh,” is the only response she can supply to the question she herself had asked.
- noel
@[Nashua]