[mature] {private} White Lady; Arithmetic

[Ilma]

A little breeze goes a long way

Once again Arithmetic has a way of talking, touching, and watching her, that keeps Ilma interested - but at the moment not enough to swoon her into anything more than that. Yes, he’s physically attractive and her body responds; no, she really is occupied with other things to think about having a second foal. To be honest, she had also mever thought about what her own appearance could do to another horse; especially when in heat, especially to a man who hasn’t planted his seed elsewhere yet for a whole season. He tells her he just wanted to see her as a friend, and she quickly falls for the next lie he tells her. Somehow whatever he says always seems so natural, it doesn’t come to her mind that this is not the truth or only half-truth. Nobody has ever needed to lie to her before, for any reason. So, she chuckles. ”Not a problem. I was just wondering if you had something specific on your mind.” She swishes her tail, thinking, and continues. ”Actually, I was myself wondering, if there was something that kept you here. Other than the view of course.” she asked. ”It is no problem to us if you’re just visiting, but usually extended stays have a reason or result in a more permanent solution - or they leave some other permanent mark.” she offers. She smiles brightly; surely there is something that he wants in Hyaline that he had stayed half a year? Her current baby is no longer acting like a baby, exploring places on her own; and yes, the black dun has it right, she is bound for Nerine soon. She nods. ”I’ll be discussing the details of that exchange with her Nerinian tutors soon. And I hope to see who they will send in return. I suppose that’s the best I can do for her.” Already in her mind she has started to learn to let go; it shows perhaps in her words and tone.

@[Arithmetic]