love is a temporary madness...
She is late, it seems. Granted, she has had much on her mind, not the least of which is her wayward daughter. She had gone haring off again, determined to find trouble. The red mare had been trying hard (and failing) not to worry. She knows well that her daughter is quite capable, knows that she has the ability to defend herself against harm. But it is a mother’s job to worry, is it not?
So when she arrives at the meeting, she is alone. For the time being, she puts her worry aside. She focuses on those that have arrived, diplomacy on their minds. She can scent the feral smell of wildcats as she descends quickly from the sky. The odor is rapidly fading however, and with so many gathered together, with no hint of worry about them, she can only assume there is no threat. She lands easily, her hooves hitting the ground with a soft thump. She steps gracefully into the group, a warm, welcoming smile already upon her lips.
Her gaze moves from Kreios to Camrynn, curiosity in her russet eyes. She immediately recognizes the black mare with the distinctive string of jewels and golden tattoo. She had met her once, over a year ago. Her smile lightens as she acknowledges the Desert’s queen. It had been an interesting first meeting, to say the least. And really quite fun. She hoped that Girr was enjoying her new home, and thought briefly that, if this meeting went well, she would have to visit.
But that is not why they were here, so Elysteria turns her attention to more serious matters. She has a fairly reasonable idea of why they are here (what else are diplomatic meetings for?), but she is quite interested in what they might have to say nonetheless. When she speaks, her words are simple, though no less friendly for it.
“I am Elysteria.”
She speaks her name primarily for Kreios’ benefit, as they had never before had the chance to be introduced. She knows that Camrynn would already be aware of her name. Even if they had not already met, she understands how easily she could pick it from any one of their minds.
“It is good to see you again Camrynn.”
So when she arrives at the meeting, she is alone. For the time being, she puts her worry aside. She focuses on those that have arrived, diplomacy on their minds. She can scent the feral smell of wildcats as she descends quickly from the sky. The odor is rapidly fading however, and with so many gathered together, with no hint of worry about them, she can only assume there is no threat. She lands easily, her hooves hitting the ground with a soft thump. She steps gracefully into the group, a warm, welcoming smile already upon her lips.
Her gaze moves from Kreios to Camrynn, curiosity in her russet eyes. She immediately recognizes the black mare with the distinctive string of jewels and golden tattoo. She had met her once, over a year ago. Her smile lightens as she acknowledges the Desert’s queen. It had been an interesting first meeting, to say the least. And really quite fun. She hoped that Girr was enjoying her new home, and thought briefly that, if this meeting went well, she would have to visit.
But that is not why they were here, so Elysteria turns her attention to more serious matters. She has a fairly reasonable idea of why they are here (what else are diplomatic meetings for?), but she is quite interested in what they might have to say nonetheless. When she speaks, her words are simple, though no less friendly for it.
“I am Elysteria.”
She speaks her name primarily for Kreios’ benefit, as they had never before had the chance to be introduced. She knows that Camrynn would already be aware of her name. Even if they had not already met, she understands how easily she could pick it from any one of their minds.
“It is good to see you again Camrynn.”
elysteria