AVDOTYA
they have achieved nothing
altered nothing
and will die for n o t h i n g
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Avdotya did not doubt for one moment that he was here on business, but it was the purpose of such business that held the mare's quiet suspicion. With the sovereigns now claiming their thrones, many were sure to begin sizing one another up; Maxence had done just that in their recent visit to the mutt queen's keep. "What is it you seek?" She asked bluntly, standing square and holding the usual flame in her eye. Perhaps if she was lucky, he would have a little spirit in him she was feeling particularly feisty today.
@lothaire yaaas!
they have achieved nothing
altered nothing
and will die for n o t h i n g
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The shifting of the winds brought many a smell to Avdotya's flared nostrils. They were familiar - comforting, almost - but there was something amiss as she breached the crest of the dune that rolled underfoot... something foreign to the woman's senses that brought a foul curl to her lips. She was in no mood for the prim and proper ways of Court politicians, yet the uninvited odour of alpine air that danced in the breeze left her to assume Reichenbach had sent someone poke their nose in to see if anyone was home. By the looks of the lone stallion waiting outside the capitol's doorstep, he may have been out of luck. That was, of course, until the ever-prickly regent began to shuffle down the face of the sand dune.
She inspected him thoroughly in her approach, noting the massive pair of leathery wings and reptilian appearance he possessed. Surely this was the Night Court's new emissary, a man whose name escaped her mind already muddied by the array of others cropping up across Novus. "If you are waiting for a formal invitation you will be waiting here until you are but bones in the sand." Avdotya said while she approached from behind him. Her footfalls were silent as the dead in the hot sand, but her sharp voice let her presence be known to the ophidian stallion. She stopped shortly after, still behind him, and awaited his gaze.
Avdotya did not doubt for one moment that he was here on business, but it was the purpose of such business that held the mare's quiet suspicion. With the sovereigns now claiming their thrones, many were sure to begin sizing one another up; Maxence had done just that in their recent visit to the mutt queen's keep. "What is it you seek?" She asked bluntly, standing square and holding the usual flame in her eye. Perhaps if she was lucky, he would have a little spirit in him she was feeling particularly feisty today.
@lothaire yaaas!
