A new face in Paradise attracts the attention of the bored like a wounded animal would tempt the wolves at night. Mares materialize all around the newcomer.
Following Zjeena is a terse, black mare, not a captive like herself, but her attitude fairs much worse. Vasilissa has made no secret of her quarrel with Rougaru. Zjeena is content to answer her sharp comment with an amused grin. But as this grin forms on her lips, a familiar voice gives her a real reason to smile.
Monster.
Zjeena returns the other mare's banter in earnest. "Hey hot stuff." She greets Monster, her little grin finding its way to her eyes. "Of course I missed you, Monster. Wild dogs couldn't drag me away." Zjeena shifts her weight to throw Monster a friendly shoulder bump.
The new mare is a looker for sure, tawny and white with striking blue eyes. She can see why Rougaru might want to add the likes of her to his ranks. When she opens her mouth to speak, Zjeena gains a further understanding. Rougaru seems to have a type. He's not picking a bouquet of delicate flowers. He likes his mares hot, and Calypso is no exception. The newcomer may have a lot to learn, but there is spirit behind that fair facade, a spirit Zjeena thinks she could learn to like.
She shoots Monster a glance as Caly throws her some shade, and new kind of smirk emerges. How does Monster feel about all of this?