guess you're out of your mind 'til it actually happens
Brienna stands quietly, at first. Her silver eyes look from her spotted dam back to her older sister and then finally to her uncle again. Her tail whips between her legs and she still can’t tell where he fits in. If he stays as he is, then maybe he can in Nerine. If he keeps changing shapes (and the yearling is looking at him again, studying him), it might be something she has to talk to Mama about.
Their mother is playing with the stallion’s mane and Bri tilts her head curiously because the action is something that she and Fechin do. Her mother has a… brother? What an odd thought for a child. Brienna can feel her face squinting as she watches them, her blue eyes dancing from her dam to the stallion as if she looks hard enough, the truth will reveal itself.
It does.
@[Aodhan]’s head changes back to its earlier shape and the filly pins her ears, baring her teeth briefly before she gets scared enough to bury her face into the comfort of her twin’s neck. Thankfully, she doesn’t shake like she does when the thunderstorms blow through Nerine. Brienna keeps her eyes firmly shut and doesn’t open them until she is ready. The yearling stamps her front hoof, irritated with his Magic.
Feeling Eurwen’s brown eyes on her emboldens Brienna to speak up. How dare he speak to their mother that way.
"Mama can have five hundred babies if she wants,” the yearling says, defending their dam. It seems like a high enough number - in fact, it’s the highest she can think of at the moment.
Glancing back to her sister and then her mother as they speak of the ‘Roz’, she snorts. They seem so concerned with this monster that he speaks of that she thinks they forget whats in front of them. Brienna just glares up at the shapeshifter. He might be able to distract them but he wouldn’t fool her. Maybe, he could be this ‘Roz’ that he was warning them about.
BRIENNA