Desolation comes upon the sky // Porcia/Any

[Scorch]

@[Porcia]

WATCH THE FLAMES CLIMB HIGH INTO THE NIGHT

Ah, motherhood. The duty was not unfamiliar to Scorch, in fact it was one of the most cherished journeys she had ever been on. Since they’re own first children (twins, just like Porcia), Scorch and her husband Hestoni had fallen in love more than just with each other, but with the lives that they created and the infinite potential for more. (Or at least, they thought it infinite). Breeding season still reigned over Beqanna, and indeed the long-wed fire couple were not immune to its charms; in fact, Scorch had been on her way to their little lagoon just not for some more romps through the water... and each other, after a little frisky foreplay. Though they’d never needed to try quite this hard for children in the past, they wanted to be sure this time - Hestoni had, after all, just returned from the world of the dead. That was worth celebrating.

A low whinny and some accompanying hoofbeats alerted Scorch of a distraction before her planned frolick. Turning with an inquisitive perk of her ears, she returned the low call, identifying the approaching mars as Porcia; they’d never met before, but she knew of her through kingdom meetings. Going over the winged unicorn with a keen red-yellow eye, the Advisor offered a smile, and decided that Hestoni could wait an hour or two before getting his carnal reward for returning from death.

“Hello Porcia,” she offered in her brusque, charred voice. She inhaled to respond to the appaloosa’s next, rather informal inquiry, when the woman bursted out with a question that left Scorch chuckling. Ah, the naiveity of young women; she missed it. Stepping in time with the new diplomat, Scorch reached across the distance between them to reassuringly press her nose to Procia’s neck. “Oh, it’s nothing.”

Straightening, she turned with a pleasant smile to watch the scenery unfold before them as they walked. When you’re getting laid as much as Scorch, it’s hard to stay grumpy for long. “I’m on my way to a cool fresh water lagoon on the west side of the kingdom, to soothe that which so panics you.” She cocker a brow, gently teasing her new companion. “Being hairless due to fire makes one quite susceptible to sunburns - but don’t worry, the bleeding is superficial.”

Rolling her shoulders, Scorch glanced to Porcia with another smile. “So, what brings you here today, Porcia? Has the autumn been treating you well?” It could be an innocent question, but... well, we shall have to wait and see for Porcia’s answer!

Scorch

Once Khaleesi of the Amazon Jungle