Coming closer, it seems the red-appy filly indeed is a spitfire as far as he sees - and hears, mostly. Mother? Are we age-discriminating now, he wonders briefly - and yes, he could come up with something better than that. Although Coal in itself wasn’t the greatest nickname, in his opinion the black mare was the fuel that this little fire girl was using to burn even more. He would have enjoyed watching the show, of course, but it would be even better to stoke up the fire even more if he could.
What else could be the meaning of his endless life, if not to bring a little fun to the otherwise mundane? It was all about balance, he’d heard - something bad must be compensated with something good, and something good... well. He does it both equally easily, honestly - it must depends on the circumstances which way he’ll sway today. One time he adopts little children, other times he raids the greens with his fellow marauders.
That the Icicles don’t have many other choices, well, that just helps him slither between the mazes of the webs or law. Today though, he isn’t really out for malice - just to satisfy his curiosity and, honestly, just poke when he can. A dragon on the loose, but not one that is particularly hungry - just a bored one. Is that worse? Perhaps.
Introductions are given, so he doesn’t stay behind. ”Name’s Leilan. Nice meeting you, Tivali, Anything.” A playful smile curls his lips, though he is careful not to show teeth - who knows what they look like, what with his subconscious changes happening still. He’s got the ability now... a year and a half? Longer? But sometimes emotions get the better of him, and he’d had the teeth before - sometimes they just pop out.
Instead, he twist his ears and moves his tail, restless as he has stopped his earlier trip downriver. ”So, any particular reason we’re meeting here?” His green-tinted eyes twinkle mischievously, knowing full well that nothing about the meeting was set up, but nevertheless, he needs to add something to the conversation to move forward, and his unconventional ways of asking questions seem just the thing right now. Besides, none of them had snapped at him - a trait he likes about the both of them, in particular.
nothing burns like the cold
Leilan