10-21-2019, 10:41 PM
The dun mare glances once or twice at her chestnut companion as she lays out an offer for the Ischian mares, but she does not break away in her speech. The copper colored mare's lips purse in some troubled emotion, but she does not interrupt, and Lepis makes a note to ask her about the cause when they are alone. She assumes it must be something to do with the terms, which is not unexpected. It's pleasing, even, that Lilliana makes the effort to consider what has been said rather than accepting it.
Of course, it is more important that the Ischians accept it, and as Lepis' blue grey eyes flick from one to the other, it becomes clear that they do. Both women seem pleased with the idea of friendship between their lands, an informal treaty that benefits both of their homes. The dun mare smiles happily, bobbing her navy nose in agreement, and turns her attention to their offers - glancing briefly at Lilli as the other mare says that she, too, would enjoy seeing more of Ischia.
"I've never seen a waterfall," She admits to the trio of mares. "At least, not anything more impressive than those along the River." Lepis knows they exist, but for all her ambition she is not especially well-traveled, and most of her experience in other lands are limited to the sights visible from the borderlands where politics occur.
"I'd love to see it, if you" - here she glances between the two Ischian mares, and then at Lilli, to see if perhaps she'd been more interested in the idea of flowers, "If someone would be willing to show me the way." Lepis could fly, she knows and likely find the waterfall quickly, but none of her companions have wings and she is in no hurry to leave this peaceful place.
She glances down the beach when Eva mentions chasing parrots, and smiles fondly at the two children. She'd not been much older than Celina when she'd first come here, she realizes. The memory is not entirely pleasant, and she instead thinks of her most recent visit. No, she thinks, that too is tainted by the absence of the man who'd accompanied her here. She shakes her head - perhaps a bit of sand in her eye - and brings a bright smile back to the face that has slipped toward melancholy .
"Let's let the children keep playing," She suggests. "Celina's probably happier chasing birds than seeing the sights." It would be good for the girl to come, Lepis knows - she'd not brought her along without reason - but her daughter is smiling and laughing, and Lepis is ever reluctant to put an end to her children's joy. She spoils them, she knows, but she does not care.
@[lilliana]
@[Eva]
@[Aquaria]
Of course, it is more important that the Ischians accept it, and as Lepis' blue grey eyes flick from one to the other, it becomes clear that they do. Both women seem pleased with the idea of friendship between their lands, an informal treaty that benefits both of their homes. The dun mare smiles happily, bobbing her navy nose in agreement, and turns her attention to their offers - glancing briefly at Lilli as the other mare says that she, too, would enjoy seeing more of Ischia.
"I've never seen a waterfall," She admits to the trio of mares. "At least, not anything more impressive than those along the River." Lepis knows they exist, but for all her ambition she is not especially well-traveled, and most of her experience in other lands are limited to the sights visible from the borderlands where politics occur.
"I'd love to see it, if you" - here she glances between the two Ischian mares, and then at Lilli, to see if perhaps she'd been more interested in the idea of flowers, "If someone would be willing to show me the way." Lepis could fly, she knows and likely find the waterfall quickly, but none of her companions have wings and she is in no hurry to leave this peaceful place.
She glances down the beach when Eva mentions chasing parrots, and smiles fondly at the two children. She'd not been much older than Celina when she'd first come here, she realizes. The memory is not entirely pleasant, and she instead thinks of her most recent visit. No, she thinks, that too is tainted by the absence of the man who'd accompanied her here. She shakes her head - perhaps a bit of sand in her eye - and brings a bright smile back to the face that has slipped toward melancholy .
"Let's let the children keep playing," She suggests. "Celina's probably happier chasing birds than seeing the sights." It would be good for the girl to come, Lepis knows - she'd not brought her along without reason - but her daughter is smiling and laughing, and Lepis is ever reluctant to put an end to her children's joy. She spoils them, she knows, but she does not care.
@[lilliana]
@[Eva]
@[Aquaria]
