Wildest Dreams [Any]

[Ceara]

let me pick your brain, girl.
and tell me how they got that pretty little face on that pretty little frame.

The black and velvet mare tilts hear head twice. Not once, but twice. Once at the mention of Warrick--oh, how her heart thundered at the mention of his name, remembering their swims together--and twice at the mention of Levi, her brother. The girl's honey colored eyes looked innocent enough, but she carried a quiet power that set Ceara on edge, and she instinctively turned her hip out to show the length of her body. She was no warrior--something she had said as much to Warrick--but she was not someone to be taken lightly. And nobody--nobody--would hurt her brother as long as Ceara had breath in her body. No matter what he'd done.

And yet, the knot forming in Ceara's gut said that her brother had created some grave sins here.

She blinked, never one to turn away a guest--it would be awful of a diplomat here on a formal visit, whether or not she was from another Kingdom, and settled into her role, pasting a smile on her face. "Oh of course! Welcome to Tephra. We shall go see if we can find Warrick together, shall we?" Her voice was made of whiskey and cigarette smoke, and she sounded much older than her ears. She did not say that Levi was her brother--on purpose--but rather planned to watch and see what this stranger presented to her. What information could be gleaned from her. She had mentioned the forest...And the Taiga.

Ceara was Reagan's daughter.

"Ah. The Taiga you said. I heard there was some trouble there a while ago. What were you doing in that wasteland?" Reagan's time away was visibly felt here in Tephra as she had known that her mother had slunk away in shadow to visit her old trees. Ceara did not have a measure of her mother's power, and thus did not know Kolera's intent, but she did know one thing--knowledge was power.

They continued on, through the exotic bushes and trees and flowers, Ceara knowing every square inch of this land by heart, until she caught a whiff off Warrick on the wind. "Ah, there he is..."

Ceara whinnied, getting her King's attention, and when he lands, she cannot help but keep her heart from her eyes, or the velvet red from crawling up her body in a blush. But she tries to put it away in favor of business. Because there was much to attend to.

"Warrick, this girl says you spoke with her in the forest? About her mother?"

ceara

offspring x reagan, smoke healing & fire negation

@[Warrick] @[Kolera]