06-17-2021, 12:24 PM
a bright and dangerous spark
Concentrating on two conversations at once was a new habit Cheri was trying to manifest, but she couldn’t entirely peel herself away from the attentions of Aela. Thankfully Ledger had the sense to take over after she promoted him by name, and Cheri was able to catch snippets of what the two horses in front of their envoy were discussing. Tarian’s name was mentioned often, piquing Cheri’s interest, and then she realized (turning her cheek halfway to throw an appropriately attentive smile at her) that Aela was speaking to her again.
It took only a second for Cheri to switch mental gears, but she did very little to soften the confusion in her expression.
She was fairly sure she’d never met Aela in her life, and would’ve certainly remembered her if they had. “Is she daft?” Cheri considered, stifling a broader smile by flicking her eyes away and out across the grand expanse of the southern Kingdom. In response to the golden mare’s comment she casually shrugged; perhaps it was true, most likely it was not. If she were being honest she’d suggest that the golden mare lay off the nectar for a little while.
It was easier, then, to slip back into a close study of her Ladyship and the Pampas Prince (the latter of which she vehemently kept her eyes off of.) Oceane had become something of an idol to her younger apprentice, absorbing for Cheri to watch in hopes that someday she might apply the same mannerisms to her diplomatic duties. She was suave, confident, not afraid to navigate the rougher waters of conversation when necessary, and most importantly of all she looked the part.
Had it not been for Aela’s ridiculous commentary, Cheri could’ve absorbed herself in the ebb and flow of inter-kingdom discussion all afternoon. As it was, the Pampas diplomat drew not only Ledger’s attention but Cheri’s as well - quickly, too.
The green-and-black pegasus jerked her head toward the other mare, forgetting herself in the moment and chuckling at her brazen declaration. It was good that Ledger replied first - the opportunity to tack on a comment was tempered by his steady response. Still, Cheri couldn’t help herself. “Yes… That’s very ambitious of him.” She slipped in casually, no discretion evident. Her tone was the same an elder horse might use when applauding a foal’s first choppy attempt at using their powers.
“She must be daft.” Cheri smirked to herself, slipping away from the two other horses beside her in order to meander among the thick vegetation crowding a nearby pool. Having just bathed the previous night, she wasn’t in the mood for a soaking. She would, however, dip her head into the most plush of choice edibles for a little midday grazing. “If that’s the type Obscene is interested in,” She pondered wickedly, ripping up a cluster of grass to chew over, “then I wonder why I was ever jealous to begin with.”
Cheri lifted her head and settled comfortably across from the others.
Set against the backdrop of a beautiful day, Cheri couldn’t have looked more stunning. Again she appraised Aela with the flick of her eyes, briefly, and thought her less comely than she had when she’d first saw her standing so close to the Fae Prince. Her hesitations about this little courtly gathering faded away, and she waited with an almost eager sort of attention to hear any further hilarity from the knee-striped mare thereafter.
It took only a second for Cheri to switch mental gears, but she did very little to soften the confusion in her expression.
She was fairly sure she’d never met Aela in her life, and would’ve certainly remembered her if they had. “Is she daft?” Cheri considered, stifling a broader smile by flicking her eyes away and out across the grand expanse of the southern Kingdom. In response to the golden mare’s comment she casually shrugged; perhaps it was true, most likely it was not. If she were being honest she’d suggest that the golden mare lay off the nectar for a little while.
It was easier, then, to slip back into a close study of her Ladyship and the Pampas Prince (the latter of which she vehemently kept her eyes off of.) Oceane had become something of an idol to her younger apprentice, absorbing for Cheri to watch in hopes that someday she might apply the same mannerisms to her diplomatic duties. She was suave, confident, not afraid to navigate the rougher waters of conversation when necessary, and most importantly of all she looked the part.
Had it not been for Aela’s ridiculous commentary, Cheri could’ve absorbed herself in the ebb and flow of inter-kingdom discussion all afternoon. As it was, the Pampas diplomat drew not only Ledger’s attention but Cheri’s as well - quickly, too.
The green-and-black pegasus jerked her head toward the other mare, forgetting herself in the moment and chuckling at her brazen declaration. It was good that Ledger replied first - the opportunity to tack on a comment was tempered by his steady response. Still, Cheri couldn’t help herself. “Yes… That’s very ambitious of him.” She slipped in casually, no discretion evident. Her tone was the same an elder horse might use when applauding a foal’s first choppy attempt at using their powers.
“She must be daft.” Cheri smirked to herself, slipping away from the two other horses beside her in order to meander among the thick vegetation crowding a nearby pool. Having just bathed the previous night, she wasn’t in the mood for a soaking. She would, however, dip her head into the most plush of choice edibles for a little midday grazing. “If that’s the type Obscene is interested in,” She pondered wickedly, ripping up a cluster of grass to chew over, “then I wonder why I was ever jealous to begin with.”
Cheri lifted her head and settled comfortably across from the others.
Set against the backdrop of a beautiful day, Cheri couldn’t have looked more stunning. Again she appraised Aela with the flick of her eyes, briefly, and thought her less comely than she had when she’d first saw her standing so close to the Fae Prince. Her hesitations about this little courtly gathering faded away, and she waited with an almost eager sort of attention to hear any further hilarity from the knee-striped mare thereafter.
@[Obscene]
@[Aela]
@[Oceane]