05-07-2024, 12:35 AM
Beldam’s awe of the rainbows isn’t diminished when she finds out the filly can’t do them all the time, just near water. Even a temporary gift like that is beautiful! She’s quite fond of the way her galaxy marking shifts around, but most of the time it is on her face. Her mother quickly tired of the ‘okay now where is it’ game and she couldn’t possibly just stand in the water, twisting around trying to see her reflection all day.
Though she has certainly done that.
She’s excited at the prospect of seeing what else the filly can do and waits with held breath. At first, Beldam is a little startled - and then she is worried for this filly - but when a small giggle escapes the filly her worries dissipate and she’s able to enjoy the moment. She is smiling, a big warm smile, even though there’s no change whatsoever in her flat eyes to actually display it. It encourages her to step forward to get a better look, her prehensile tail flicking a little behind her as she does - eyes wide. She would like to touch that rotting skin, to see if it is just an illusion or if it feels as delightfully gross as she expects that it will, but the shadow passes and the gilded filly is back.
“That is amazing!! I bet you taste disgusting.” This is spoken with a fondness that expresses it as a compliment - which it absolutely is. A true term of endearment - knowing a flesh-eater (even a baby one) is not interested in trying a bite. “Does that happen at night too?”
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