09-24-2015, 02:02 PM
The sound of hooves reaches her ears and she turns to watch as the pale, red-eyed stallion approaches. Even she can see the building rage on his face.
She could care less about the captive army member - he was taken fair and square, and will be returned when his term is up - but the news of the girl surprises her. She’s head nothing about some girl being stolen. Is this an invention of the stallion’s, or has some sister actually taken up the habit of stealing children? She hopes not - ‘child stealers’ is not a reputation the Jungle needs. “Joscelin won that battle fair and square, and Killdare will be returned when his term is done.” Her eyes narrow. “But I know nothing of your daughter. I will make sure to ask when I return …”
And then he decides to threaten her.
It’s not the greatest idea on his part. Especially considering what she can do … and the fact that she likes to show off.
She glares at the stallion, letting her anger guide the weather - dark clouds roll in over head and thunder begins to rumble. She makes sure to pull down a few lightning strikes (carefully avoiding any living creature … for now) before speaking. “I would like to see you try.” She doesn’t particularly want to create an inter-kingdom incident, but if he tests her, she will zap him. Or throw a tornado at him. Both are appealing.
Luckily, for perhaps the both of them, they are interrupted by the approach of a tobiano mare. Lyris calms, somewhat - the lightning vanishes, the thunder quiets, but the black cloud remains - and turns one eye to look at the mare (the other, of course, remains trained on the red eyed stallion).
She can’t be bothered to force a smile right now, and simply nods in greeting. “Perhaps you should caution him to be more careful with whom he threatens.” The queen - for the mare’s bearing makes her think she is the queen - should learn to keep her dog on a shorter leash. He could poke a stick at the wrong creature some day … a creature like Lyris.
“Ah well, it appears I’m here to tell you information you already know! But thank you. We are doing quite well.” She tries to calm herself, but the telling black clouds remain. She’s never been the best at controlling her temper. “Well, perhaps I should take my leave of you then, unless there’s anything you would like me to relay to Lagertha?” She has a feeling that, if she sticks around for too long, things might escalate.
She could care less about the captive army member - he was taken fair and square, and will be returned when his term is up - but the news of the girl surprises her. She’s head nothing about some girl being stolen. Is this an invention of the stallion’s, or has some sister actually taken up the habit of stealing children? She hopes not - ‘child stealers’ is not a reputation the Jungle needs. “Joscelin won that battle fair and square, and Killdare will be returned when his term is done.” Her eyes narrow. “But I know nothing of your daughter. I will make sure to ask when I return …”
And then he decides to threaten her.
It’s not the greatest idea on his part. Especially considering what she can do … and the fact that she likes to show off.
She glares at the stallion, letting her anger guide the weather - dark clouds roll in over head and thunder begins to rumble. She makes sure to pull down a few lightning strikes (carefully avoiding any living creature … for now) before speaking. “I would like to see you try.” She doesn’t particularly want to create an inter-kingdom incident, but if he tests her, she will zap him. Or throw a tornado at him. Both are appealing.
Luckily, for perhaps the both of them, they are interrupted by the approach of a tobiano mare. Lyris calms, somewhat - the lightning vanishes, the thunder quiets, but the black cloud remains - and turns one eye to look at the mare (the other, of course, remains trained on the red eyed stallion).
She can’t be bothered to force a smile right now, and simply nods in greeting. “Perhaps you should caution him to be more careful with whom he threatens.” The queen - for the mare’s bearing makes her think she is the queen - should learn to keep her dog on a shorter leash. He could poke a stick at the wrong creature some day … a creature like Lyris.
“Ah well, it appears I’m here to tell you information you already know! But thank you. We are doing quite well.” She tries to calm herself, but the telling black clouds remain. She’s never been the best at controlling her temper. “Well, perhaps I should take my leave of you then, unless there’s anything you would like me to relay to Lagertha?” She has a feeling that, if she sticks around for too long, things might escalate.
Lyris
I’ll burn this whole city down
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