She's got the devil's eyes
It’s amusing, in a way, to see the visible excitement radiating from a creature that was designed to intimidate. A boyish charm that nearly overcomes the uncommonly haunting appearance. She had long ago ceased to be surprised at such things, but the duality of it still strikes her, touching that increasingly rare chord of humor buried deep within.
Of course, it’s not likely something he would be privy to. Certainly she does not express it in any overtly visible way. Nevertheless, she finds herself somewhat charmed. An exceedingly rare occurrence, is it were.
She peers at him for another moment before her gaze slips to the unnaturally curved tree. “Trees are survivors, you know,” she begins, her tone thoughtful as she studies the sharp angle. “They’ll find a way to survive, even in the most trying circumstances.” Her gaze turns back to the young stallion. There is a lesson in her words, though it isn’t one she had necessarily meant to impart intentionally.
No doubt the boy would expect a story. But for her, it’s simple enough to compile the evidence of it’s growth. To pare it down into a swift replication. And then, to place it directly into the boy’s visual cortex. He’d be shocked, no doubt. But also quite intrigued, she suspects, if she is reading the situation right.
And she rarely reads such things wrong.
and they'll cut you like a weapon
Oh cheez louise I have zero room to judge lmfao
Also, if this is not ok, please let me know and I will change it <3