I am the razor in the hands of your heart;
And I am the razor in the hands of God.
Evaline was more similar to Valve than most looking in from the outside would give her credit for. While her tactics were wildly different, and mostly stemmed from some sort of emotional need or response, the golden mare too was well versed in using others to get what she wanted. She'd built a career on such, elevating her status to lead mare quite quickly in many herds through the years. That's how she was able to solidify her safety and even if she didn't consider it at the time, her children's safety. It worked, even if it had been messy, at times.
Needless to say, the palomino mare could be a good judge of character. She wasn't perfect (hence what happened with Kasabian and others over the years). But she knew Valve. She knew how the dark mare operated. She knew Valve had no interest in small talk. But if Valve wanted what information Evaline had, she could humor her a bit.
It felt fun, flirty almost, to tease Valve for a few minutes before divulging into a topic much more serious. Perhaps it was one of Evaline's many crutches. She was good at being flirty and sultry. It made her feel like she had power, if even if it was fleeting. And it made her feel better about her many misgivings and insecurities, some of which were going to flow from her lips as the conversation turned.
"Psychedelic is living in the Forest under a pseudonym." She said bluntly, but still quite casually as they strode lazily across the sand. One chocolate eye searched Valve's expression now, but per usual, it was difficult for Evaline to decipher what the black mare was feeling. "Bob, is what he goes by. The imbecile." She said with a violent flick of her long blonde tail. "The mare that rules the Forest, Persephone, is oblivious to who he really is or what he's done. She seems intelligent enough to me to abandon him, once she knows the truth."
Evaline fell silent for a long moment, waiting to hear from Valve on what she though they should do next with this information.
"I have not told Shamwari about this." She confesses, halting now and turning to face the dark mare. "And there's one more thing you should know. Psychedelic somehow came across one of the twins. The filly. She is living with him, too."
17 | Arabian cross |14.2 | Palomino | Mother of Kasabian, Shamwari, Vita Nova, Paradiso, Ruxin & Talya | Vinyl |