The bay is massive, intimidating. Calleis body seems to move independently from her mind...but then another stallion is closing in on the two. He is blindingly white with golden points. He reminds Calleis of her sweet mother, angel, a gift to the world that it so wrongly did not deserve. She an not help but stare at him as the thought is penetrating, capturing. The unusual feelings scare the dark mare as she shifts her gaze back to Killdare for mere moments before she steals a glance at the pale stallion nervously.
"You-you don't disappoint." Calleis musters a smile but it is weak and forced. "Tiphon, I would like to hear of the Dale." Her voice is barely above a whisper but she moves from the rough bark of tree stalks by only a few inches...but she was trying. The roundness of her belly is obviously and shameful. The gold gaze of her eyes looks to the massive bay to the leggy winged male. "I am interested in a home...a safe home." Calle tries hard to speak up, to emphasize her need for security but it is whispered away again as she speaks to both males.
At least her tremors had subsided despite the raw coldness of winter biting at the gold tinged mare.