show them the joy and the pain and the ending
Were she to tell such a story, she is certain she would have embellished, though likely not in a way that would have been flattering to the red stallion. Fortunately for him, she has no need of re-telling such stories. Did she need someone to know such a thing, she would simply show it to them. So very much simpler, and no need to find words to describe things that are so often indescribable.
Also fortunately for him perhaps, is the fact that she is not prone to open displays of her humor. Though his display is really quite humorous, enough to make most laugh, she does not. Instead, her lips quirk up into an amused smile, blue glaze glittering as she considers the way he settles back to the earth, nostrils flaring as he turns to take her in in wide-eyed astonishment. He is too much a man to ever admit to any such failings, but she is certainly more than woman enough to call him out on it.
Not that she does. It is far more amusing to be a fly on the wall in such scenarios. To see how things might play out and to see how one might react.She is also clever enough to recognize the power of silence. And since he makes no note of it, neither does she. However, as he looks at her, equine brows lift slightly as she offers him a knowing smirk.
She pauses to consider his words for the barest of moments before offering a faint shake of her head. ”Oh, I don’t know about that. There are some who would be nothing were they not morose.” She has seen many, and would quite happily show him. Indeed, there are few names who come quickly to the tip of her tongue, but she is not quite that loose with her favors.
Peering at him, she allows her gaze to burn bright, knowledgeable in a way that so often sparks curiosity. She allows the silence after his question to stretch. Allows him to wonder if she might answer at all. Eventually she does though, her words quiet, almost contemplative. ”We have never met in the traditional sense, but I would be surprised if you did not remember.” Her smile kicks up then, a hint of irony in her tone. ”We were once enemies. Opposites in a war.”
heartfire
i filled up my senses with thoughts from the ghosts