I am the razor in the hands of your heart;
And I am the razor in the hands of God.
Evaline walked briskly, but without much purpose, as she watched Valve take in the precarious information she had just shared with her. The next few moments would likely decide Psychedelic's fate, and perhaps even that of her own kin. On one hand, Evaline was thrilled, anxious even, to have been able to be the one to deliver the painted stallion to Valve. But on the other, she was fearful and unsure about her feelings for the simple filly, one that clearly needed guidance whether or not Psychedelic would be spared by the black mare. Evaline wasn't sure she was capable or willing to assume that role again.
She inherently knew Valve would judge her upon finding out the filly's fate, too. Her heart leapt into her throat as she considered this, and worried too about the unknown fate of the twin colt. What a nightmare if he were to return one day, too, she thought.
Valve finally speaks after some time, and Evaline bobs her head eagerly upon hearing her thoughts. "I urged her to visit the Dunes." The blonde mare added. "Perhaps when she does, we could tell her the truth." It was an option worth sharing, Evaline mused, depending on how quickly Valve would like to act. Knowing Psychedelic's habits, Evaline knew it was likely he would move again soon to ensure he wouldn't be found. "I will alert Shamwari right away." She adds with haste.
17 | Arabian cross |14.2 | Palomino | Mother of Kasabian, Shamwari, Vita Nova, Paradiso, Ruxin & Talya | Vinyl |