It is almost overwhelming. To have the attention of two stallions pinned solely on herself. Blood rushed to her cheeks, coloring her complexion a slightly deeper shade of pink. Listening to the first, younger stallion speak she cannot help but marvel upon his appearance. Although upon first glance, he had appeared somewhat plain to her eyes - she is quick to grow fond towards his chestnut and white coloring. Aries, he names himself, as he speaks of lands similar to the one she had left behind. The idea that such things existed in the strange realm posed a surprising amount of excitement to the young mare. Perhaps that was what she needed, a place that reminded her of the home she had left behind. Smiling brightly, her eyes danced as she met those belonging to Aries. "My name is Demetyr," she intones softly, careful to include the elder stallion in her introduction. She had not forgotten about him - how could she when his appearance there had been so demanding. The maturity of him is alluring and she finds herself wanting to know more about the roan. "And you?" It was bold of her to turn the spotlight so suddenly onto another. Gladly she would have continued to stand there, an object to be admired and fought over. Trails of pleasure travel up her spine as she imagined both stallions bickering over who should be allowed to escort her to her decided upon destination. There was nothing more than them fighting over her. Bewildered, she listened to the wisdom offered by the elder of them. Perhaps he was right. Maybe it would be best if she explored things outside of her comfort zone. At the very thought of such a thing, she shivered. Ice and the wintry wind was not something that she was overly familiar with, nor was it something that she was eager to know more about. The roan standing before her seemed borne from the ice itself. There was almost something unattainable about him - something that inspired her to want to know more. The mood shifted, however, as his attention turned to Aries. The jab he made was not understood by the Demi. Her olive-green eyes jolt from one stallion to the other, suddenly not liking the idea that the roan had only approached because he wanted to make some sort of point to Aries. Flipping her mane from one side of her neck to the other, she flicked her forelock out of her eyes - lashing fluttering. The two were already familiar with each other, but she was more interested in them knowing her than furthering whatever fued the two of them had. |
@[Aries] & @[Leilan]