It's an idle sort of curiosity that makes her reach for the gull, testing her capabilities and her limits. She doesn't fully think through how this strange and new magic will affect the shifter, but she doesn't expect it to be so effective.
Her impulse could have proved fatal, and if the sight of a familiar stallion flailing in the air hadn't been quite so comical, she would have realized this. Maybe it's beginner's luck, but she seems to have pulled on just the right thread.
When a damp and rightfully annoyed Aodhan comes sputtering out of the water, Will's surprise doubles. She echoes his snort with one of her own, a crooked smile plays one her speckled lips, her expression dancing between amused and apologetic.
"A poor return for your favor," she jokes, stepping forward to meet him in the pool. She is not the same mare he found half-alive at the mountain's roots - there is a brisk energy in her step and a lively spark in her quick eyes.
"Stay where you are, and you won't feel your bruises by the time you get out." Her legs dip into the cooling water, and although her bones no longer ache from the dark god's curse, she still enjoys the comforting touch. "In the meantime, you can tell me what brought you to the mainland, cloaked in magic at an hour that all decent folk sleep."
— soul as sweet as blood red jam —
@[Aodhan]
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