Rey
-Black cat in disguise-
Arthas worries - I can see it plainly. Every time I mention other mares and especially now that I mention Lepis.
It brings a rosy sort of smile to my face and prompts me to change my coat color to a subtle, corduroy blue. Contentment. “Delta,” I breath excitedly, hearing the name of Arthas’ son, “Yes we’ll get them together soon; Mary needs others her age.” I sigh happily, watching the filly’s sire give her much-needed attention. He would hardly find me opposed to the idea of the siblings growing up close to one another, in fact the more time Mary spent with Delta the better; my daughter would have the family I never did.
My mottled gray mate has nothing to worry about, plainly. I’m neither seeking glory nor his undivided attention, just the security of a home I couldn’t seem to shake. “Loess? She hasn’t changed much since I came here as a child.” I laugh prettily, shifting both wings and my weight for a more comfortable stance. “Same landscape, just different faces.” Is what I finish on, stepping forward to brush my nose against the hard line of his dark shoulder.
I’m still glad he’s brought me back here and gladder still he’s come back for a spell. With the twist of my eyes I spy our daughter, trying her hardest to walk our way. “Have any plans yourself now that you’re home?” I tease gently, easing to stand beside Arthas before stretching my nose out as a guide for Mary.
@[Arthas]