06-30-2021, 03:38 PM
She should be wary, but it's never been her way. It isn't that there's no voice in her head telling her when things aren't right, it's just that she's ignored it to her benefit too many times, so even now, when he surfaces near her and that piece of her that sounds not a little like Lethy's soft voice is crying so loudly, the dark mare only grins. She doesn't need that voice to tell her that he is a monster. The predator in her recognizes it immediately. It's something in the way he moves, in the way he smiles.
It's the way he looks like Celina.
He could be her brother, Poppy thinks, blue lightning instead of a cloud of fireflies. The thought comes with an unexpected heaviness that her merry heart veers sharply away from; Popinjay has not forgiven Loess for killing her friend. His question, asked as if this is a secret tryst they've planned, is a welcome distraction from that. It makes her grin grow brighter while they drift side-by-side in the azure lake. She considers telling him that she is not alone, not to hedge her bets against him, but because she suspects it is the truth. It is not at all what he means, though.
"Does it matter?" She asks instead, words tripping light as laughter across her tongue when she turns her head to him. They are so close in the water, who can she have brought with her that could intervene?
It's the way he looks like Celina.
He could be her brother, Poppy thinks, blue lightning instead of a cloud of fireflies. The thought comes with an unexpected heaviness that her merry heart veers sharply away from; Popinjay has not forgiven Loess for killing her friend. His question, asked as if this is a secret tryst they've planned, is a welcome distraction from that. It makes her grin grow brighter while they drift side-by-side in the azure lake. She considers telling him that she is not alone, not to hedge her bets against him, but because she suspects it is the truth. It is not at all what he means, though.
"Does it matter?" She asks instead, words tripping light as laughter across her tongue when she turns her head to him. They are so close in the water, who can she have brought with her that could intervene?
@Gale
