03-14-2022, 11:54 AM
Oren (it would seem) had enough to say for every horse involved in the takeover. Cheri’s smile grew in depth and warmth, her expression clearly moved by the stallion’s concern on her behalf, but as she took a step toward him and away from Obscene and Aela, her eyes darted quickly to the empath and then back again.
The look was clear: it begged Aela to work her magic just a little, just to calm Oren down in case his mouth ran away from him.
“I’m weak, but recovering daily.” She assured her half-uncle, then told him how pleasantly surprised she was to hear that Rose had gone north to be with their father.
Casual, small talk in between answering his next question.
“I’ll still be guarding Taiga as her Champion.” Cheri’s warm smile took a brief, sinister turn - more playful than threatening. “Someone needs to keep these two in line.”
The green and black Pegasus returned, then, to Obscene’s side opposite Aela. Oren’s other questions were not for her - though she could’ve talked to the spiny dracanoid all afternoon, if given the chance. Instead she settled into her place and listened attentively, all the while doing her best to ignore the sensation of being watched from afar.
The woods are dark, and the shadows always look back at you, She told herself, pushing the uncomfortable sensation away.
@Aela next in line
The look was clear: it begged Aela to work her magic just a little, just to calm Oren down in case his mouth ran away from him.
“I’m weak, but recovering daily.” She assured her half-uncle, then told him how pleasantly surprised she was to hear that Rose had gone north to be with their father.
Casual, small talk in between answering his next question.
“I’ll still be guarding Taiga as her Champion.” Cheri’s warm smile took a brief, sinister turn - more playful than threatening. “Someone needs to keep these two in line.”
The green and black Pegasus returned, then, to Obscene’s side opposite Aela. Oren’s other questions were not for her - though she could’ve talked to the spiny dracanoid all afternoon, if given the chance. Instead she settled into her place and listened attentively, all the while doing her best to ignore the sensation of being watched from afar.
The woods are dark, and the shadows always look back at you, She told herself, pushing the uncomfortable sensation away.
@Aela next in line