Her ears twisted into a slight backward tilt in response to the thinly veiled threats that flew through the air. How childish. The newcomer, a man of honey and milk, had a mouth on him. Really, the general hostility in the clearing was palpable. She turned to him, a haughty look on her cream features. "I'm sorry, but who exactly are you to be commenting on the condition of my ass?" She asked, one eyebrow quirked. Next her lavender companion, (Kirin?) spoke. He spoke of children and lineage and a number of other things which she didn't think fit him at all. But if that was his prerogative, so be it. Who was she to judge?
And then there was the bay-green wannabe queen. Venom coated every word she spat at them, making her position clear on the matter. There was no mistaking that the shell adorned woman wanted them gone, yesterday. She stood abreast of them now, staring the stallion next to her in the eye with an exacting anger. People did dumb things when they were angry. Her own blue eyes were set, decided.
"No one has threatened you. No one has threatened Ischia. And we do plan to stay." She answered, equally quiet. "We'll stay out of your way, keep to ourselves. Surely, this land is big enough for the two of us?" She spoke, tone still soft, but raised enough to be audible to the rest of the group. "Try us out. We will not disappoint." She promised, no more smiling, no more pretty manners. She simply stared, blue gaze meeting grey.
The summer wind pulled at her creamy feathers, tugging them in an inviting embrace. She was tired of talking. The sky called, as it always did, and she wanted these eggshell talks to be finished with already.
@[Klaudius] @[Krone] @[Kelsie]
And then there was the bay-green wannabe queen. Venom coated every word she spat at them, making her position clear on the matter. There was no mistaking that the shell adorned woman wanted them gone, yesterday. She stood abreast of them now, staring the stallion next to her in the eye with an exacting anger. People did dumb things when they were angry. Her own blue eyes were set, decided.
"No one has threatened you. No one has threatened Ischia. And we do plan to stay." She answered, equally quiet. "We'll stay out of your way, keep to ourselves. Surely, this land is big enough for the two of us?" She spoke, tone still soft, but raised enough to be audible to the rest of the group. "Try us out. We will not disappoint." She promised, no more smiling, no more pretty manners. She simply stared, blue gaze meeting grey.
The summer wind pulled at her creamy feathers, tugging them in an inviting embrace. She was tired of talking. The sky called, as it always did, and she wanted these eggshell talks to be finished with already.
@[Klaudius] @[Krone] @[Kelsie]