05-12-2021, 07:16 AM
Oren has seen one summer before the darkness settled in, but he doesn’t remember much about it. He was young then, and hadn’t known he needed to remember everything because nobody had expected that darkness, not at all. Perhaps his mother’s friend had - the one she later said had predicted this, seen the darkness. Someone in Tephra, he believes, but he hadn’t actually listened to those details (in fact he shouldn’t have heard her whispers in the dark to his dad, and he very well knew he should stay hidden as they walked out of hearing range).
The filly’s voice sounds sharp and quick, but it’s refreshing in a way. All these soft-spoken horses in Taiga, well, they knew how sound carried through the mists and through the open plains of the Isle. Nerine was supposedly different, with the wind battering everyone’s ears, so maybe... ah,present, Oren! He perks his ears as she mentions Ischia. ”I’ve never been there. I think it’s the farthest away from here? Is everything super colorful in your home?” he is prompted to reply, and then his bright eyes get stuck a little on her smile, until he remembers they were having a conversation and he chuckles, shaking his mane to rearrange them on the tangles of his icy spikes. ”Taiga actually. But dad has given me and Rosey lots of icy add-ons, I think.”
At that, he muses a little and then tilts his head at her. ”Do you think it’ll melt if I visit Ischia?” It for sure would make walking a lot harder, he thinks. Would it be bad if he tried? ”Won’t you freeze if you stay here for long?” She must be cold, right? Oren never felt cold himself, but for a tropical girl like her, well... ”Best keep moving?” he suggests then, prancing in place once to prove the point.
That dance isn’t such a bad idea after all, he thinks.
@[Moira] sorry for taking so long <3
The filly’s voice sounds sharp and quick, but it’s refreshing in a way. All these soft-spoken horses in Taiga, well, they knew how sound carried through the mists and through the open plains of the Isle. Nerine was supposedly different, with the wind battering everyone’s ears, so maybe... ah,present, Oren! He perks his ears as she mentions Ischia. ”I’ve never been there. I think it’s the farthest away from here? Is everything super colorful in your home?” he is prompted to reply, and then his bright eyes get stuck a little on her smile, until he remembers they were having a conversation and he chuckles, shaking his mane to rearrange them on the tangles of his icy spikes. ”Taiga actually. But dad has given me and Rosey lots of icy add-ons, I think.”
At that, he muses a little and then tilts his head at her. ”Do you think it’ll melt if I visit Ischia?” It for sure would make walking a lot harder, he thinks. Would it be bad if he tried? ”Won’t you freeze if you stay here for long?” She must be cold, right? Oren never felt cold himself, but for a tropical girl like her, well... ”Best keep moving?” he suggests then, prancing in place once to prove the point.
That dance isn’t such a bad idea after all, he thinks.
@[Moira] sorry for taking so long <3