A V D O T Y A SHE WAITS; SEETHING, BLOOMING.
The motion of the stallion's massive wing drew Avdotya's gaze to the bright blue sky above them, which in turn led her to narrow those golden eyes of hers with skepticism. 'The stars' was a very broad claim, although she was not about to engage him any further on the topic, lest she wish to exasperate her mind in making sense of his jumbled words. Perhaps it was best not to stray from anything further than simple conversation, a task which was apparently made easy by the distraction of the deceased fish.
The effort he placed in the mere task of reaching out to the scaly creature left her with nothing more than a simple and yet wholly judgmental blink of the eyes. She wondered to herself if he even knew what to do with the fish when - and if - he got a hold of it. Nevertheless, the woman merely observed until he whirled his dribbling nose her way. She tipped her head briefly to stare at the small spatters of water that marked her chest and clenched her jaws tight. It took a moment to collect herself, but Avdotya eventually looked back to him with an expression void of detail- why not play with the boy. "Why, eat it, of course." The tone in her voice seemed to suggest that he should already know this.
Rather than watch him strain his neck any further, the mare stepped into the oasis waters without the hesitation he had exhibited; unlike Damascus, Avdotya had very little tail to concern herself with. She plucked the silvery fish from the gentle waves and then tossed it to his feet, half-heartedly nodding her head in a way that could only imply that she wanted him try it. There was no way the woman would ever sink her teeth into a fish with the intention of consuming it, but once again, the poor fellow did not need to know that.
fINALLY a reply for sweet damascus
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