A small simper of a smile etched its way across the steely mare's lips as he mentions the ice and snow of the bitterly frozen Inlet. She nods once in understanding, and allowed her pale blue eyes to drift from him out over the quiet, cold surroundings. There was nothing left in the air to remind Vita Nova of Evren, her long lost friend from the Desert, or even Orkaan, the stallion whom had arranged for her life here. She focused her attention back on Warsaw and her eyes narrowed skeptically. Like Orkaan, there was something bubbling underneath the surface of this big grey stallion. Something dangerous, she could feel it. But she'd be lying if she said she wasn't curious.
She dismissed these feelings of uncertainty after their shared breathe ended, and she took several steps away from him. She was curious and flirtatious, but she wasn't stupid. Two ashen-colored ear lobes flicked back against her poll as she weighed his next words. Her stallion. She felt a heat begin to rise from her gut in annoyance, and just then, the facade of mystery and attraction faded a little. She remembered his old-fashioned ways from their initial conversation on the Crossing. Vita Nova didn't have a stallion. Perhaps he figured that out by now and was just toying with her. But if he wasn't, this notion that she needed one, be him some stranger or he himself, was disgusting to Nova. She stomped a front hoof and flicked her tail quickly across her haunches.
She held her tongue, however, deciding not to give away her ruse just yet. But if she was going to keep up this storyline of having a home to return to, where should her home be? The natural answer was the Prairie, and her brother Shamwari. Bu tthat was just boring. At the back of her mind the image of Nephilim still flickered. Oswin was pleading with her to go see him. But who knows what he looked like these days. All she knew was he was hiding on the mainlands in the aftermath of a brutal canine attack.
"I can handle the consequences." She eventually spat quite coolly, keeping the conversation purposely vague. "So where's this sister of yours?" She asked equally playful in nature, sizing him up. But in reality she didn't have much interest in his sister, be she real or made up. "Why don't you show me around." She added.
4 | Mare | Evaline x Valentine | Smoky Back Splash | 15 hh | © Vinyl |
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