04-14-2019, 09:58 AM
Lepis is content to wait for an answer; long pauses for consideration are not unfamiliar to a diplomat. It is easier than she’d thought to slip back into her former roles. The year away had not changed her as much as she might have though. It seems Loess has changed much more, though the offer to guide a visitor through the land is proof that it is not the physical land itself that has changed. Lepis had not known the serpentine stallion well, but she had trusted her husband to make the right decision as to who would rule in their absense. She cannot believe that Wolfbane’s judgement was flawed, and Castile is surely still a suitable regent.
These thoughts – among others – sift through her mind as she waits for Lethy to make a decision.
When she does, Lepis nods agreeably. The mention of it being an inconvenience brings a twitch of amusement to Lepis’ face. Lepis had resigned herself to the responsibilty of escorting Lethy through Loess as soon as she’d made the choice to leave her sunning perch. The offer to guide her through the kingdom is simply an extension of that, though she is touched by the mare’s concern. There is no reason to doubt the buckskin’s intentions, and it is not abnormal for newcomers to Beqanna to be less than familiar with their ways. She will learn in time, Lepis thinks, or she will if she chooses to make a kingdom her home.
“Not at all,” she replies, “Though there is always the chance that my children might find us, and derail your tour a bit.” Thinking of them brings a fond expression to her eyes, though Lepis mentions them just as much to gauge Lethy’s reaction. Children are not for everyone – especially not children as boisterous as her own flock.
“I could show you the Crescent Lake first,” says the dun mare, turning so that the two horses face the same direction, and Lepis can more easily gesture in the direction of the distance lake with her blue muzzle. “It’s the closest, anyway. I hear it’s not as clear as Hyaline’s famous lake, but the salt water makes it much more fun to swim in.”
@[Izora Lethia]
These thoughts – among others – sift through her mind as she waits for Lethy to make a decision.
When she does, Lepis nods agreeably. The mention of it being an inconvenience brings a twitch of amusement to Lepis’ face. Lepis had resigned herself to the responsibilty of escorting Lethy through Loess as soon as she’d made the choice to leave her sunning perch. The offer to guide her through the kingdom is simply an extension of that, though she is touched by the mare’s concern. There is no reason to doubt the buckskin’s intentions, and it is not abnormal for newcomers to Beqanna to be less than familiar with their ways. She will learn in time, Lepis thinks, or she will if she chooses to make a kingdom her home.
“Not at all,” she replies, “Though there is always the chance that my children might find us, and derail your tour a bit.” Thinking of them brings a fond expression to her eyes, though Lepis mentions them just as much to gauge Lethy’s reaction. Children are not for everyone – especially not children as boisterous as her own flock.
“I could show you the Crescent Lake first,” says the dun mare, turning so that the two horses face the same direction, and Lepis can more easily gesture in the direction of the distance lake with her blue muzzle. “It’s the closest, anyway. I hear it’s not as clear as Hyaline’s famous lake, but the salt water makes it much more fun to swim in.”
@[Izora Lethia]
