trippin on the constellations we see [ANY]

[Tantalize]

tantalize

infinity overhead

and i whisper, are you listening?

The jaguar mare doesn’t mind the way Camrynn says her name, she rather enjoys it. It’s said the way it was meant to be said, reminds her of the seductive and powerful equine she had once been. Once. So long ago. She is pulled back though, pulled back from her moment of reveling in the glory days, by the mare’s response to her wistful comment. A scrutinizing gaze is casted on her, eyes of gold doing a double take as if she has missed something. It was if she had plucked the words right out of mouth, out of her mind.

A moment of silence before she breaks her gaze, looking back out to the horizon. Shrugging it off as coincidence, maybe this mare just simply got her. ”Yes. Yes it has.” A hoof plays lightly in the dirt, blackened tail snapping agitatedly against her haunches before she makes eye contact again. ”You have lived here long?” How much does she want to reveal to this dark lady? How badly does she want the answers that she seeks?