His eyes are stern upon her as she slowly draws nearer to his place within the shallows of the sprawling pool. Stilling herself beside him she embraced to cool water as it lapped at her ankles almost angrily. Stoic she senses his unease as her red glowing aura consumed him. All around them, smaller creatures that inhabited the forest fled, set with unease at the sight of the two ethereal beings as they conferred. The summer wind was strong as it sent it’s current across the top of the water, scattering ripples around them and carrying with it the scented perfume of their home. Eagerly she hungered for the news he would deliver. If Hiroto had not been mistaken, their newest visitor had much to offer them. Of course, her interest was more of a personal effect especially given that the little black mare had been spotted chatting with her dearest older brother. Belgaer was as squeaky clean and loyal to their father as one could get. He also held the advantage of being one of Ischia’s most traveled diplomats. That aside, however, the mare herself also offered a chance to piss of Tephra.
As suspected, Maugrim had not failed her. A smile creased the corner of her lips – an expression, when planted on any other face, would almost be deemed reassuring or affirming. On hers, however, framed by the sharply pointed crown of horns, it was enough to send chills down the bravest of spines. Ears trained firmly upon the acceleration of his heart, she cares very little for the demands that tumble off his hasty tongue. Casting aside her glance distractedly, she felt the intensity of her aura as it slowly grew, tugging and pulling at his psyche. She held the stallion in high regard, enough to task him with the guarding of their deformed guest, but she would not allow him to forget his place. When all was said and done, however, she knew he would be more than capable of extracting all that she desired to know and more.
I trust you to do what is needed, she purred, her voice easily mistaken for one of motherly affection. Casually she inched closer to him, the point of her wing gently tracing along the length of him. We must not allow this mare to believe us weak. Do as you will with her, her voice tightened, suddenly every inch authoritative and stern as she halted beside his head. You will report back to me. Everything that slips past her pretty little lips – I want to know every precious word. Understood?
She trusted Maugrim, perhaps more so than most. Demure once more she sauntered to the back once more, kicking away the remnants of the water from her slick coat. His agitation was evident as the current continued its mad show around him. Inching back towards the shadows she glanced over hers shoulder.
Do be sure to share our new pet, she instructed, resuming her maternal pattern of speech. I wouldn’t want the others to get jealous.
With one final icy smile, she melted into the surrounding darkness eager for the dark deeds yet to come.
@[Maugrim]