[private] Desolation comes upon the sky // Brennen

[Scorch]

WATCH THE FLAMES CLIMB HIGH INTO THE NIGHT

As she left the warmth of his stoic and accepting embrace, there shone a genuine sorrow in his eyes that she could only nod her head at. He understood her with a care that only life long friends could hope to portray. His condolence, though simple, left the mare nodding again, the gloom behind her eyes lifting slightly as the topic of Hestia passed them by. Death is inevitable, came that same mare's voice to Scorch's mind. Now go, and do as I have wished you to.

"You're just a push over," She lobbed back at his very genuine compliment in regards to her ruling during a dark time. But her humor fell short, and in her express a contented happiness sprouted. "But I guess that if I had to choose anyone standing here next to me, as ruler of the Brotherhood to my Sisterhood, it'd be you, too."


Her eyes screwed up slightly when he asked about Wishbone's royal status. Nerinian? No... "I'm not sure I follow - she's a Tephran princess, yes, daughter of Warrick. But she's no princess of Nerine, to my knowledge at least." The bird atop her back chirped as if it, too, were a part of this serious and integral conversation. "But yeah. I'm sure you understand what that means for you, and the Tundra -- er, sorry, for Ischia." She rolled her eyes at the slip of her tongue. "Alliance with Tephra. And with Hyaline, I guess. It's a lot of friendliness, but there's definitely evil to counterbalance the massive blood-family-weird alliance thing we have going on at the moment."

With a squint of his eyes and a tilt of his head, Brennen took to the winds of trash-talking with an eloquence that Scorch duly admired. Her low, smoky chuckle further lightened the mood of their meeting, as she considered what he had to say about fires and glaciers and whatnot. "Who said anything about being destructive?" She countered with a grin. "Besides being slightly above average at kicking horses occasionally, you're the biggest softy I know. I mean, you have more kids than I have - proportionally to our genders, too. Well, almost anyway." She couldn't quite think of another mare with twelve children; at least, none that were with one man.

"I'm beginning to feel that way as well," She stated, lapsing back into her formal way of speaking with politics at hand again. It happened to both of them, this archaic way of speech - as if somewhere in their brains, a tiny version of themselves just couldn't ever quite get a hold of the concept of actual easy-going dialogue. Man, that tiny version of themselves is going to have a tough time writing novels with relatable characters. But wait, what's a novel?? Anyway.

"I'm old, Brennen, but not old enough to actually stop giving a fuck about my home and those who live there. It's my turn to have a Queen to serve, as long as she serves the sisterhood... But while I'm stuck with the crown, we might as well have some fun with it." A mischievous glint entered her eyes, turning them a bright emerald green. Ah, to have a best friend to cause chaos with - or at least, to reign the chaos in with, which was it's own kind of chaos. Which, coincidentally, Brennen had begun to talk about.

"Well shit," She offered uselessly as she considered all he had said - the captives, the evil, the enemies. Her eyes were unfocused along the shore as she thought, but they soon returned to the pegasus' honeyed gaze. "I've met with Arthas while recruiting a number of times, and frankly I did not like him that much. It will be no hardship of mine to count them among our enemies, since they have so thoughtlessly offended our sister kingdom. Consider it done."

"I hope that no harm has come to him for your sake, Bren, but I can't say that that hope is very strong." Her expression darkened, ears pinning to her skull. "But if they have hurt him - the Leviathans will be there to back you and yours, Kraken king." It felt a little funny to say out loud - but more than that, it felt right.

Scorch

Once Khaleesi of the Amazon Jungle

@[Brennen] This is shit I am sorry