10-14-2019, 08:42 PM
Though he had noticed Aquaria's beauty, it had been in the same distant, detached sort of way that he knows his mother and sisters are pretty. The lines of their faces and figures are inexplicably better than those of the rest of the mares in Ischia, but the enthrallment their perfection elicits does not extend to the aquatic dragon. At least not as she stands in front of him in the open air, a pretty mare with a finned mane, but no more delightful than an especially fragrant hibiscus.
He is not bothered when she startles at his question, nor that she must have been dozing off for him to have done so. Terin is often lost in his own thoughts, and offers her a toothy smile, though it fades at the regret and sadness she expresses as she speaks of her missing sibling. Rather than ask more about him and risk souring the conversation further than he already had, he instead repeats:
"Water gifts?" Terin's abilities lie in his physical appearance, and the idea that the Nerieds might be more than just very pretty horses with fin manes is intriguing. Perhaps there is more to them than Terin had first thought. "What water gifts do you have?"
@[Aquaria]
He is not bothered when she startles at his question, nor that she must have been dozing off for him to have done so. Terin is often lost in his own thoughts, and offers her a toothy smile, though it fades at the regret and sadness she expresses as she speaks of her missing sibling. Rather than ask more about him and risk souring the conversation further than he already had, he instead repeats:
"Water gifts?" Terin's abilities lie in his physical appearance, and the idea that the Nerieds might be more than just very pretty horses with fin manes is intriguing. Perhaps there is more to them than Terin had first thought. "What water gifts do you have?"
@[Aquaria]