08-05-2018, 10:58 AM
There was a dreadful sense of anxiety increasing within her every awkward second that passed by, though she gave her best effort to conceal however it would begin to present itself, choosing to stand stock still with eyes perhaps a little too tightly trained upon Roseen. This was ultimately about the sooty bay mare, not herself, and she would not turn this into a selfish spectacle. Ultimately, Breckin had been the one to place herself in the situation, nobody had forced her, and for the first time the leopard mare finds herself cursing the curious nature that drives her.
Nothing was seemingly going as she had hoped; Leilan hadn't spoken to her at all, hadn't acknowledged her, hardly looked at her. There would be no picking up where they had last left off. Whether he was hurt or angry or just uninterested, she couldn't tell, but the easy banter they had once shared in some time ago was no longer there. Obviously her brazen departure from last time, and the blatant game of avoidance she'd played with him had taken it's toll upon their friendship. Whatever promise of a relationship that had once been there, she now realized she had destroyed; having wrongly chosen not to be honest with him in the first place, thinking that he wouldn't be able to handle it then. The path she should have taken was clear to her now, but there was no going back and the weight of the realization settles upon her pale shoulders, visibly deflating under the burden of it.
When she thinks she can longer take anymore, Leilan off-handedly mentions Arthas' name. Her reaction is quick and subconcious, and it hardly registers how swiftly her ears flatten to her poll or how the heated darkness of her eyes intensifies upon the grey stallion. There's no way to adequately describe the tumultuous emotions coiling and releasing within her, but all the old wounds and aches were feeling like they were becoming new again. There were so many things she could have said, wanted to say to the once of Loess then, but deep down the leopard mare knew that it wasn't really his fault. It would have most likely been a matter of time before she'd uncovered the truth of her feelings for Leilan anyway, but right then it was just a helluva lot easier to blame someone else.
The forced tight clench of her jaw keeps her tongue in check, though the taste turns bitter at the grey stag's last words. Luckily he'd turned his back to them to depart, because she can't control the obvious show of disgust that works its way upon her facial features. She didn't know Arthas well enough to know if his words of not wanting to claim Roseen and his toss off that Leilan could have the sooty mare if he wanted. What did that mean?, she screams into the blackness of her mind's personal prison while turning her blazing stare back at Leilan. Again the rising bile of words threaten to spill from her charcoal lips, but the quick glance she spares towards Roseen brings her perspective back, immediately forcibly softening the rigidity of her expression and body. This was becoming too much for her, and she needed to leave before she couldn't control herself any longer.
Taking a few well placed steps closer towards Roseen. "I should get back to Nerine. I hope that you decide to visit us soon, Roseen, I will welcome you there personally. And know that you're in good company with Leilan, I would trust him with my life." With a soft smile and a slight dip of her head, she angles her departure towards her coastal home.
But something stops her cold, most likely the realization that she hadn't really acknowledge Leilan either. Softly she sighs before glancing back towards him, uncertain of what to say exactly, before finding words that sounded so bland that held little meaning to the unknowing, but to her held so saturated in hidden meaning, "Leilan. It was really great to see you again." She doesn't wait to hear if he replies or not, before turning away with finality and forcing herself into a hastened canter.
Tears threatened to darken her white face, and this time she didn't stop them from spilling. Because unlike last time, she understood why they were there.
@[Leilan] @[Roseen] @[Arthas]
Nothing was seemingly going as she had hoped; Leilan hadn't spoken to her at all, hadn't acknowledged her, hardly looked at her. There would be no picking up where they had last left off. Whether he was hurt or angry or just uninterested, she couldn't tell, but the easy banter they had once shared in some time ago was no longer there. Obviously her brazen departure from last time, and the blatant game of avoidance she'd played with him had taken it's toll upon their friendship. Whatever promise of a relationship that had once been there, she now realized she had destroyed; having wrongly chosen not to be honest with him in the first place, thinking that he wouldn't be able to handle it then. The path she should have taken was clear to her now, but there was no going back and the weight of the realization settles upon her pale shoulders, visibly deflating under the burden of it.
When she thinks she can longer take anymore, Leilan off-handedly mentions Arthas' name. Her reaction is quick and subconcious, and it hardly registers how swiftly her ears flatten to her poll or how the heated darkness of her eyes intensifies upon the grey stallion. There's no way to adequately describe the tumultuous emotions coiling and releasing within her, but all the old wounds and aches were feeling like they were becoming new again. There were so many things she could have said, wanted to say to the once of Loess then, but deep down the leopard mare knew that it wasn't really his fault. It would have most likely been a matter of time before she'd uncovered the truth of her feelings for Leilan anyway, but right then it was just a helluva lot easier to blame someone else.
The forced tight clench of her jaw keeps her tongue in check, though the taste turns bitter at the grey stag's last words. Luckily he'd turned his back to them to depart, because she can't control the obvious show of disgust that works its way upon her facial features. She didn't know Arthas well enough to know if his words of not wanting to claim Roseen and his toss off that Leilan could have the sooty mare if he wanted. What did that mean?, she screams into the blackness of her mind's personal prison while turning her blazing stare back at Leilan. Again the rising bile of words threaten to spill from her charcoal lips, but the quick glance she spares towards Roseen brings her perspective back, immediately forcibly softening the rigidity of her expression and body. This was becoming too much for her, and she needed to leave before she couldn't control herself any longer.
Taking a few well placed steps closer towards Roseen. "I should get back to Nerine. I hope that you decide to visit us soon, Roseen, I will welcome you there personally. And know that you're in good company with Leilan, I would trust him with my life." With a soft smile and a slight dip of her head, she angles her departure towards her coastal home.
But something stops her cold, most likely the realization that she hadn't really acknowledge Leilan either. Softly she sighs before glancing back towards him, uncertain of what to say exactly, before finding words that sounded so bland that held little meaning to the unknowing, but to her held so saturated in hidden meaning, "Leilan. It was really great to see you again." She doesn't wait to hear if he replies or not, before turning away with finality and forcing herself into a hastened canter.
Tears threatened to darken her white face, and this time she didn't stop them from spilling. Because unlike last time, she understood why they were there.
@[Leilan] @[Roseen] @[Arthas]