04-08-2017, 04:49 PM
It is almost disconcerting how the mare stops her walking yet continues to paw at the earth and instantly Crota tenses slightly in response, suddenly getting the sense that her first worry of a mare looking for someone who sounded dark and malevolent might not be too far off. And though the mare relaxes for a moment, a smile spreading across her chocolate colored features, Crota does not. For growing up in the world she had, she had learned that when one became a leader, there would always be those who may be full of trickery trying to come in and stir the proverbial pot.
Quietly her eyes trace over the other's face, studying her liquid smile and allowing her ears to point forward at the happy sounding tone in her voice. "You must be a happy girl, Iona," she smiles then, her head lifting a bit higher as she continues to study the other. It is a strange comment, she knows, but the level of sudden happiness makes Crota uncomfortable yet curious. Because honestly, such happiness was a rare sort of thing nowadays and hardly existed. Stretching one short yet muscular leg forward she takes a step closer.
"I do so wish, I could sound so happy. You know, the way you do," her voice is singsong sweet as it carries across the empty space that stretched gently between them. "While it is nice to meet you, and you seem to be most happy of beings... I must ask, why are you here? Was the purple stallion your leader?"
With gentle grace she avoids answering the other's question about her recent claim on the kingdom. For as most should know, trust must be earned and never freely given, and Crota was one who made the unknown earn her trust. Though it may seem to Iona that it was already started, it had truthfully not yet begun.
@[Iona]