04-14-2018, 03:33 PM
Instantly, the white mare gets a jovial greeting; so different from how Solace would react, yet similar in that he seems to welcome her warmly even if she is a stranger to him. She smiles at the sunkissed stallion, warmly herself. She is here in Hyaline after all, just because she wants to help; it is a sanctuary for those in need and that is exactly what she emits to those visitors and those who’d ask her any other time. Breckin had even called ther an embodiment of kindness - now Ilma is not one to boast about that, but she carries the memory in her heart, hoping to make similar impressions on others as well. He tells her that he is indeed Solace’s brother, and is rather proud of that title. She laughs, a tingle in her chest, light-hearted for once. Although Ilma is very kind, with it comes her ability and sometimes need to carry burdens for other. She worries about Tähti, growing up without a father or another foal around to play with even though thus far she seems fine with that. She worries about Kagerus who returned from wherever she always went one day without her heavy belly but also without a child, wondering is she had used some kind of magic that had killed the foal instead of herself but feeling that right then was not the moment to ask. Right now wasn’t either, because the mare was effectively keeping herself away from Ilma and Tähti - perhaps because they would remind her of what happened, but Ilma did not know. So she’s happy to find the man so enthusiastic; her worries are over for a moment, and perhaps that is his strength, and why Solace confides in her brother so easily. ”She speaks highly of you, Svedka. It is about time we met, I’ve been here since last summer. Kagerus brought me here, and your sister was very welcoming. So I stayed,” she smiles. ”I heard you roam from time to time, so perhaps that is why we haven’t met before.” she offers kindly. He’s proving an even better distraction than she could have hoped for. And an attractive-looking one at that. For where she is the colour of the moon, his sun-and-clouds remind her of the summer days out here. |
@[Svedka] sorry it took so long so here is a phone post <3
Any fool knows men and women think differently at times, but the biggest difference is this: men forget, but never forgive; women forgive, but never forget.
Robert Jordan, Wheel of Time
