06-18-2015, 11:50 PM
so you wanna play with magic?
She knows a thing or two about madness. Perhaps it's because she's experienced a touch of it with Girr and her stick. Or perhaps it's because it's so much easier to know a thing or two about anything when you can reach into someone's mind and pull out the truth.
Not that she's going to do that here. The truth might be nice to have, but the apparent inanity is often far more entertaining. She watches Skitz dig, watches Azula approach, watches Engelsfors too – all from the comfort of her place within the Deserts. The conversation flows (and ebbs, and flows, and starts and stops and loops back in on itself) and Camrynn listens without being present to listen. It's a simple trick, but it's one that makes her life so much easier.
After she's heard enough she decides to make her entrance. She appears off to the side in the field, where the trees shade her from the crispness of the fall morning. She enjoys it, the way the slight chill plays on her dark skin. But she's not here just to enjoy. She's got business.
She approaches the little gathering, the Valley mare, Chamber mare, and mare in a hole. She is beautiful in the muted sunlight, pure black, no markings. Across her chest the gold crook and flail of the deserts shines in proud gold. On her cheek, a line of diamonds and precious stones traces a thin line, trailing like a necklace. And her eyes - today they're a bright blue, to match the sky.
She pauses when she reaches the 'pit', looking into it with apparent interest before she says a word to any of them. She is graceful as she peers in, arching her neck and looking at it through heavily lidded eyes. She regards all of the rest of them then, a tiny smile on her lips. They've all offered homes, and she's got a home to offer too – although perhaps hers is the only one that comes with this kind of interesting challenge.
"You know, in my home, you could dig all day and never get anywhere." She smiles then, looking at Skitz in particular. "I come from the Deserts, and out there, all we've got is sand. Have you ever tried digging in sand? It might be a challenge, even for you."
She pauses then, turning to look at the others as well, a smile on her lips. "Good morning all. I'm Camrynn, from the Deserts."
Not that she's going to do that here. The truth might be nice to have, but the apparent inanity is often far more entertaining. She watches Skitz dig, watches Azula approach, watches Engelsfors too – all from the comfort of her place within the Deserts. The conversation flows (and ebbs, and flows, and starts and stops and loops back in on itself) and Camrynn listens without being present to listen. It's a simple trick, but it's one that makes her life so much easier.
After she's heard enough she decides to make her entrance. She appears off to the side in the field, where the trees shade her from the crispness of the fall morning. She enjoys it, the way the slight chill plays on her dark skin. But she's not here just to enjoy. She's got business.
She approaches the little gathering, the Valley mare, Chamber mare, and mare in a hole. She is beautiful in the muted sunlight, pure black, no markings. Across her chest the gold crook and flail of the deserts shines in proud gold. On her cheek, a line of diamonds and precious stones traces a thin line, trailing like a necklace. And her eyes - today they're a bright blue, to match the sky.
She pauses when she reaches the 'pit', looking into it with apparent interest before she says a word to any of them. She is graceful as she peers in, arching her neck and looking at it through heavily lidded eyes. She regards all of the rest of them then, a tiny smile on her lips. They've all offered homes, and she's got a home to offer too – although perhaps hers is the only one that comes with this kind of interesting challenge.
"You know, in my home, you could dig all day and never get anywhere." She smiles then, looking at Skitz in particular. "I come from the Deserts, and out there, all we've got is sand. Have you ever tried digging in sand? It might be a challenge, even for you."
She pauses then, turning to look at the others as well, a smile on her lips. "Good morning all. I'm Camrynn, from the Deserts."
CAMRYNN
co-queen of the deserts, magical, mother of badassery