A party.
Right.
Well, they can’t say she is too old. Or too young. She has argumentation against both, even if she looks to be the youngest horse, she is as old as Kensa - three. And a half, by now.
Her wings are barely able to carry her, but they do, long enough for her to glide down the cliffs and land on the beach. She spots Clay and Will easily; a pair of horns sticking out of the crowd. She makes her way over quickly, and greets them with a smirk. ”Clay, Will. I’m so glad you’re having this party. I couldn’t bear to stay away.” Turning to Clayton, she chuckles. ”How’s your sister?”
Okay, but that was quite enough. The smokey black filly looks about the group she has encountered, one golden and white boy (perhaps, she shares her mother’s weakness for the colour and pattern), that she knows must be Sviko even if he doesn’t know her name, well, he’s still pretty to look at. But she turns to the girl he was talking to instead, grinning like a mad dog. ”I’m Tähti. It’s good to see word spread outside the kingdom, I might have been the only one with wings!” glancing around, she suspects Chryseis, but she doesn’t really comment, or mind.
She shakes herself as Sviko walks away, and gets in touch with his brother, who seems to have a lot of eyes on him already. She shrugs then, thinking he’s maybe not interested, and looks to Will in hopes that she has a good idea to get this party actually started. Maybe a competition?
has always been within
@[Sviko]@[Warlight]@[Clayton]@[Eifa] I think this is the smaller group I am talking to now