for every stop there is a go

[Elektra]

Elektra grinned happily as she tried to follow Weir’s conversation. There were bits of it she understood. She knew what a flamingo was, though she had never seen one, and she beamed at him when he commented on her vibrant pink points. It was rather hard, however, to pay attention to what he was saying. First of all, because she didn’t understand a good portion of it, and also because she kept looking into his amber eyes and feeling lost. They were such a lovely shade, and deep, offset well by his roan coat…

Elektra snapped back to attention, and forced herself to focus on the words he was saying, rather than his handsome eyes. Inwardly, the mare groaned, though a sly smile had taken over her face. She really was a poor excuse for an Amazon.

“Yeah!” She said, perhaps more brightly than a flower adventure warranted. But, she was glad to be able to contribute something of value to the conversation.

“They’re this way, I’ll show you.” And with that Elektra bounded off. Or at least, she tried. The bay and purple mare hit her toe on a root and nearly went down. She scrambled to recover and quickly glanced over her shoulder to see if he’d seen. Most likely he had. Still, she recovered well and set off at a slower, less bounding gait.

Her smile deepened, and twinkled mischievously when he said their kingdoms were allies. Elektra was in the army, supposedly because her wings made her useful in the air force, but probably because nobody wanted her to negotiate on their behalf. Still, Weir seemed like an excellent ally. Again, her eyes twinkled and she had to rein herself back in before she said or did anything two ridiculous. She did, however, say one little thing.

“Allies, huh? Does that mean you’ll have my back if we come across a jungle cat?” She said it in a spooky, dramatic voice, and looked around shiftily as if that jungle cat could appear at any moment. She wasn’t however, actually worried. She’d come across a cat once. Her answer was to scream and wildly kick out at it. It had left, wether because of her screaming or kicking she couldn’t be sure. Between the two of them she was confident that it could be dealt with.

When they came across the flower bush Elektra licked her lips and immediately ate the first one she saw.

“Here they are.” She said, her voice muffled through a mouthful of delicious flower. She swallowed and went to find a good specimen for Weir. He seemed like the type who would enjoy a good specimen. Elektra made such to find the pinkest and largest one, one that would look good with his eyes. She picked her choice delicately, careful not to eat it instead, and brought it to him. She grinned, again past the flower in her teeth, and reach up to place it in his mane.

“There.” She said, triumphantly.

“Does it have carotenoids?” Again, she stumbled over the word slightly, and didn’t stop to think that if she did indeed place the flower in his hair, he wouldn’t actually be able to see it to inspect it. Details, it was all just details.