Long May She Reign
Jackel seems confused at first...maybe annoyed. She says little until she mentions her new coat, she inquires how she knew it was her.
It's true, Jackel looked different, the last time she was a standard buckskin. Today she has the same golden coat with a lucious pink mane and tail. Mary was no stranger to color changing though, and maybe holding the trait made it easier for her to pick out familiar faces...
Or maybe it was just the fact that Jackel is the only insane equine she got to meet.
She grows closer to the golden mare, her maw reaching out to touch her shoulder. Her eyes lock onto the mares and in the next moment her grey pelt swaps to the same gold coat as Jackel, her mane and tail following into the same pink. Pretty, she smirks as she pulls back her maw.
She laughs, ahh, the laugh that Mary remembers all too well from there last encounter. She asks if she knew Misery, and Mary sneers at the remark. Personally, no, maybe you left because you missed me. She grins once more, because Sylva is not the same as when she and Sinner ran it...Loess isn't even the same as the last time she visited.
MARY
@[Jackel]
