[open] Ice forged in fire - any

[Oceane]

oceane

with tremulous cadence slow, and bring
the eternal note of sadness in

Oceane laughs under her breath at Leilan's greeting. If there is one thing she has learned to be a constant for the ice-dragon, it is that he does not care nor consider how his presence affects others. A self-proclaimed wanderer the first time she had met him, the stallion had been in and out of the borders of Loess time and time again even despite the suspicion with which he was greeted each time, and if she can hazard a guess, he likely did the same with other kingdoms, too.

So to be told that today is not for politics does not deter the opaline woman from speaking with Leilan. "I would be happy to." Instead, she offers him a small smile and a nod of her head before a small voice causes her ears to flutter and her amber eyes to turn to her side. The winged chestnut is unfamiliar to the Loessian woman, but his expression is familiar. She laughs but is otherwise silent
for the moment, allowing Leilan to answer the boy with his rumbling voice.

She flashes a knowing glance at the young boy and offers him a small bump of his wings with hers. "He is quite the reliable chaperone... though it sounds like you may want to ask him to drop you at the border when he brings you home," she says with amusement, though it truly matters naught to her ─ she has been distracted by Leilan's mention of Lilliana, the kind mare she'd battled against for practice, many seasons ago. Oceane hums at the reminder before tucking it away with the intention to ask after Lilliana at a different time.

The sickening crunch of bones draws her attention back to Leilan; her lip turns up in disgust, but she's otherwise silent as she allows the overgrown reptile the chance to enjoy his meal. "Actually, Alcinder asked after you recently," she comments between the dragon's chewing, "He will be excited to hear you're still offering protective escorts."

"@[Leilan] & @[Nashua]"

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