She was on the lookout for a searching gaze, an attentive stare, and so when the stranger started toward Mesnyi, she made to look unaware until the moment they started speaking. She didn’t know enough to entirely recognize the accent, but she’d heard it before, here, and the start-and-stop question was enough to make her think they might be worthwhile. Mesnyi looked to the reddish stranger, lightly built with curling ears and a soft face, a golden crown of leaves atop their head. She smiled, large blue eyes looking thoughtfully at them. ”Hmm…No.” She paused. ”I may be more of a stranger here than yourself,” she did not say “outsider,” no, for Mesnyi would always find a place, for as little or long as she needed it.
It was then that the golden pegasus approached, single-horned and sun-catching. He was of noble bearing she thought, (and had the faintest suspicions that this first one was of good blood themself), and she eyed the proud owl atop his rump. It reminded her a bit of the reddish stranger.
She liked the way he talked. Mesnyi smiled prettily again, not too wide, not too tight. She glanced to the individual next to her invitingly, before looking back to Somnus. ”It’s lovely to meet you Somnus,” she tipped her head to look the owl in the face,”And you as well, Alba. I am Mesnyi.” She itched to ask of this stallion’s status, but waited for Basileios to introduce themself.
@Basileios @Somnus
It was then that the golden pegasus approached, single-horned and sun-catching. He was of noble bearing she thought, (and had the faintest suspicions that this first one was of good blood themself), and she eyed the proud owl atop his rump. It reminded her a bit of the reddish stranger.
She liked the way he talked. Mesnyi smiled prettily again, not too wide, not too tight. She glanced to the individual next to her invitingly, before looking back to Somnus. ”It’s lovely to meet you Somnus,” she tipped her head to look the owl in the face,”And you as well, Alba. I am Mesnyi.” She itched to ask of this stallion’s status, but waited for Basileios to introduce themself.
@Basileios @Somnus
"You see, women are like fires, like flames. Some women are like candles, bright and friendly. Some are like single sparks, or embers, like fireflies for chasing on summer nights. Some are like campfires, all light and heat for a night and willing to be left after. Some women are like hearthfires, not much to look at but underneath they are all warm red coal that burns a long, long while."
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