[private] I'll be there when your reality drowns; Ehko, Locheed

[Locheed]

Those wide, pleading eyes are almost enough to make the dragoness distrust what she had just seen, and she resents the pull of attraction she feels to the un-naturally perfect image of the other woman. In moments like these, it was easy to wish her traits dealt more with the intangible interactions of life, the mental and the metaphysical, instead of the physical.

No, not instead. She would rather have them all. But she has only her strength to rely on, and her ability to bite back.

As she glances between the two, she wished she could creep into the mare's mind and have her thoughts for her own, to know her name before it was spoken, and most of all, know what she was planning to do.

Locheed decides to bide her time. It would be easy to think that she took the fillies chiding to heart, the way her head and eyes droop ever so slightly, and the way she seems to take a step back as the girl moves forward. But she isn't stepping back, not exactly. She circles to stand where the girl had been, and now the little creature was positioned right between the two women, one guarding the sea and one the land.

"Such a long swim," she agrees, an awe in her smokey voice that contradicted the fact she had made the crossing only a handful of hours before. "So many terrifying creatures in the sea too."

She steps close again, as if she too intended to help, feeling more comfortable with the distance between herself and the other preditor now that there was a small body separating them.

What she wants is hardly solidified in her mind, but she is happy to fall into step with the dance the sea-mare is dancing and find out what it is. And if she was wrong? Well, that would be interesting too, she thinks, as her stormy grey eyes lift, utterly black in the endless night.

Locheed

@[Waverly]