10-05-2019, 08:06 PM
She is quickly getting used to the strange appearance of her new acquaintance, falling into the rhythm of their conversation as easily as she might with any more traditionally shaped companion. She's enjoying herself, she realizes, only to scoff at the sea dragon's derisive comment.
"There's more than one kind of strong, you know. Maybe it's weak of you to be afraid of being a horse, did you ever think of that?" She asked, her low pitched lilt making the rebuke a pretty thing. Her violet eyes danced with deep sea light as she examined him, only to cross slightly as a gentle pressure introduced itself to her nose.
Guiltily, she steped back a pace, skin blushing pink around her mouth and nares. Ah. That was a boundary, then. Her ears tipped backward as she glanced upward to his face. He didn't seem angry, really, but she still felt bad for intruding. "Er, sorry. Didn't mean to get in your bubble. I won't do it again." She assured, planting her hooves firmly in the sand a couple feet away from the scaled creature. She really was getting too old for curiosity to rule her like it did.
Her embarrassment was quickly tucked away, however, as Rinn grasped a new topic to move onto. It certainly explained a bit, if his mother wasn't native to the island scape. But the environment has certainly had its influence on the mother's child, as was clearly evidenced before her.
"She must love him a lot, to live so far away from her kin. Do you ever get to visit her folk?" Her own experiences with love were rather limited. There was her family, of course, mother and father, sister and brother. But she was learning that there was more to it since coming ashore.
The gold-white girl loved her family more than anything, even if they all tended to wander. No matter where they went, each of them could go confident in their family's bond. The bond wasn't always related to blood either. Adria had adopted the purple Eva alongside her natural born children, and Aquaria knew that other families often came to be in such unexpected ways.
And there were the abstract flutterings in her own belly that she still wasn't certain of, when she thought of those she'd met with kind eyes and sweet words. Those she realized were nothing to based a future on, but they did make her wonder. Mamman and Da were so in love, even after all these years. What magic did it take to find that kind of love?
@[Terin]
"There's more than one kind of strong, you know. Maybe it's weak of you to be afraid of being a horse, did you ever think of that?" She asked, her low pitched lilt making the rebuke a pretty thing. Her violet eyes danced with deep sea light as she examined him, only to cross slightly as a gentle pressure introduced itself to her nose.
Guiltily, she steped back a pace, skin blushing pink around her mouth and nares. Ah. That was a boundary, then. Her ears tipped backward as she glanced upward to his face. He didn't seem angry, really, but she still felt bad for intruding. "Er, sorry. Didn't mean to get in your bubble. I won't do it again." She assured, planting her hooves firmly in the sand a couple feet away from the scaled creature. She really was getting too old for curiosity to rule her like it did.
Her embarrassment was quickly tucked away, however, as Rinn grasped a new topic to move onto. It certainly explained a bit, if his mother wasn't native to the island scape. But the environment has certainly had its influence on the mother's child, as was clearly evidenced before her.
"She must love him a lot, to live so far away from her kin. Do you ever get to visit her folk?" Her own experiences with love were rather limited. There was her family, of course, mother and father, sister and brother. But she was learning that there was more to it since coming ashore.
The gold-white girl loved her family more than anything, even if they all tended to wander. No matter where they went, each of them could go confident in their family's bond. The bond wasn't always related to blood either. Adria had adopted the purple Eva alongside her natural born children, and Aquaria knew that other families often came to be in such unexpected ways.
And there were the abstract flutterings in her own belly that she still wasn't certain of, when she thought of those she'd met with kind eyes and sweet words. Those she realized were nothing to based a future on, but they did make her wonder. Mamman and Da were so in love, even after all these years. What magic did it take to find that kind of love?
@[Terin]