[private] What Goes Around, Comes Around {Solace}

[Solace]

The clip of a hoof on stone, the pressure of eyes on the back of her head. 

Somethings causes Solace to turn, just in time to watch the shadow walker's eyes scan her figure. A brow cocks in curiosity, but nothing more; this close to the southern border she was prepared for anything...  considering the current political climate. 

"Kaurma," Solace greets her one-time dependent with her typical composure and a slight dip of her head. Their younger years may be known only to them now and even those memories may be distorted by time, but Solace would never truly forget the strange circumstances of their first meeting.

She is relieved to see that the bay filly has matured and seemingly found her own way, a sentiment which softens her cerulean gaze momentarily. At first glance, Kaurma appeared healthy and confident, and Solace tries not let her mind leap to conclusions - despite the scent of one particular kingdom rolling off her in waves. 

But her sister's closed-lip smirk does little to lift Solace's expectations of the conversation to come, and even less to disguise the fangs she knows lie below those darkened lips. Despite their history (or maybe because of it), Solace remains neutral, yet on her guard. 

"You have the look of a woman on a mission," the gold-splashed caretaker suggests with her first hint of a grin.  "I think it's more than just love of a long lost sister which brought you back, and honestly, I'm intrigued."

S

olace

    we're reeling through an endless fall
we are the ever-living ghost of what once was

@[Neo] So sorry for the wait!!! Feel free to time-hop a little of it fits your plot idea better