l y r a SHE IS MADE OF MOONBEAMS AND STARDUST The young mare didn't know she had company not until it was too late anyway. She was so focused on her own thoughts she hadn't listened for anything approaching or for any scent in particular. It wasn't until she heard the voice of the other woman that she stiffened. She turned her head to look next to her and couldn't help the brief look of surprise crossing her face. She recognized the woman only because she was a fellow lady in the king's Court of Dreams. The champion of battle if she remembered correctly, she admired anyone that had the strength to fight. If only she had the skills herself but Lyra had never truly learned how to fight. She knew the basics of self defense but mostly she just knew when to run and hide. Not exactly the most heroic of things to do now was it? Shaking her head a bit she put on a small smile towards Aislinn. "I agree..it's beautiful tonight." Lyra replied as she glanced upwards once again to the shimmering sky. Turning her silver gaze back to Aislinn with a slight tilt of her head, "Couldn't sleep either?" "speaking" @Aislinn |
