YOU'RE ONLY AS SICK AS YOUR SECRETS
Aela focuses on Ledger, wondering if her little 'trick' did as it was intended. The scarred stallion manages not to trip up or give any indication of the horror that she had intentionally sent his way but his hind hoof catches on a rock. It gives her a small sense of accomplishment and the way that there aren't more lascivious images coming from his mind an even bigger one. A frantic emotion feeds into the air and Aela's smile curves slightly while it crashes off the palomino.
It'll steady, eventually. But she enjoys this, making waves without any horse ever being the wiser that it was the petite company they were keeping. The golden Loessian is still harboring some of it when he addresses the spotted Cheri and Aela turns her slender head to the dark female in their little trio. If the appaloosa couldn't put together where she might have seen her before, well, all the better for Aela. She intends to be the blow that Beqanna never saw coming. If they think her silly and diminutive, that could suit her just fine. "Well, he has me." Aela says and flashes another smile, one that says that she is confident enough in her abilities to be a good starting point. "But hopefully soon we might have some new recruits."
She doesn't need to mention that with her half-brother Reave ruling Nerine, that he can help see anybody that might be of interest for the Pampas. That with Skandar, who can be anything that he should have no problem convincing them to stay. And then there was the Pampas itself, a place so idyllic that Aela imagined most wouldn't even mind their required stay. They can fill the Pampas with potential - keep those that show it and want to stay - and then dismiss the rest.
It's the first part of a plan, one that she hopes might eventually shake every corner of Beqanna.
"You know," she muses in a sing-song voice to Ledger, "I don't really know. Some kind of kin to the Mountain horses is what he told me." The palomino glances back to leaders ahead of them, still trying to keep pace with that conversation. Aela might feign that she knows nothing of leading (and really, she doesn't) but it doesn't mean that she intends to miss the politics of it. They will be necessary for later when they return (though with the way that Obscene is thinking, Aela doubts that there will be much talk of politics until much later). The conversation shifts towards Sabra and her mouth wants to curl into a frown. She had met the Sylvan leader once and that had been more than enough for the glowing mare.
"Funny how the Magic works though," Aela says between the pair, loud enough that the ebony mare should still be able to hear her though she is still looking at Ledger. "He didn't look like that when Cheri or I first met him."
