08-03-2015, 01:06 PM
One by one, they come. Slowly but surely and not a familiar face amongst them. He is not surprised, it would be shocking to think that they would just sit around and wait for him to return instead of dying off or moving on. BUT STILL. Fucking rude. At least someone he knows must be lurking around. The first, a female, all haughty as she casts a displeasing look onto this withered thing that he had so nicely brought home for them. Iris’s of red find hers as he sneers back. ”Surely you are not so closed minded, unable to see some value in my gift. Especially a broken thing that wants to be… Unbroken.” He doesn’t respond to Engelsfors next questions, his attention redirected to the next to approach. A mare and her foal, the elder seemingly unaware of the little one that sticks so close to her hip as she looks upon his present with hungry eyes. He responds back to her hello with a slight dip of his muzzle but a grin breaks onto his lips the moment the paint mare arrives on scene. ”Ah Straia….” A slight glance at Aoki, a roll of his shoulder turning into a mere shrug. ”Unfortunately the Gates was unwillingly to let go of their little ruined girl but I found a pleasing replacement. Poor unguarded thing, just left in the Meadow all alone. Can you imagine?” A pause, considering her last words. ”Do with her? Well whatever I want. And whatever the Chamber needs her for.” He lets these words hang in the air, words filled with ideas. Straia turns to Aoki and he remains silent, catching her look and relaxing himself with a hind hoof cocked. If Aoki looks to him for permission, for encouragement, he gives it to her with another gesture of his head. Go ahead and tell her broken ballerina. All about this dreaded Crow and how desperate you are to be rid of him. How you would..(what was your exact phrase?)… Do anything to be rid of him. Surely Straia (and the others) would then see the worth in this gift he had brought to them. *********the big bad wolf |