unlike the last face she had run into, the stallion before her does not instantly remind her of Him. it isn’t enough to quell the instant distaste she feels upon needing to interact, but at least for now she doesn’t feel the need to go out of her way to spew her vitriol. it felt like a complicated set of circumstances that had brought her here, to the isles, but when boiled down, perhaps it wasn’t that complicated at all… it probably had much to do with the reason that everyone else seemed to be here. love. or the lack or loss of it. or the history of it… she had come here to escape such a loss, though largely on accident. it hadn’t been her intention to stray so far from the mainlands… but now that she was here, it didn’t seem like such a bad thing to stay. there was nothing for her on those distant shores any more. she doesn’t wish for a fresh start in the same way others likely did… mostly because she doesn’t believe she could ever forget...but in a way, it at least feels good to be gone. he has a quiet coolness that does remind her a bit of Him… the way he regards her, with thoughtful intensity, is somewhat unnerving. she is also unnerved by his manners, despite the foulness of her exclamation. another gentleman it appeared… dredge backs away, giving his pale figure plenty of space along the edge of the pool, but doesn’t turn to leave entirely. she doesn’t see the point in retreating, not knowing where else she’d turn anyway… but she surprises even herself when she doesn’t take him up on his offer. she offers a soft snort, eying him warily as one dark ear flicks upward to catch his words before musing, ”there’s no sense. someone else would wander along soon enough…” while her words are true, he has no idea that if it weren’t for the magic of the falls still working softly on her she would normally have been all too pleased with his suggestion. dredge reaches down, her dark muzzle just inches from the softly rippling surface of the pool, and stares at her own reflection. there is nothing spectacular to behold there… no radiant beauty or interesting anomaly…her eyes are one small thing about her that might be considered unusual but as she had briefly noticed the stranger sported a similar pair she doesn't think they are truly unique. there is nothing she can think of that would have invited Him to love her… but whatever it was that had caught his attention would not be held by such a reflection either. she lets out another huff of air, forcefully enough to disturb the water’s already rippling surface and lifts her head. her mood is mercurial, ears shifting uncertainly from their black nest to fix themselves once again on the cascading falls before them. she doesn’t pay him particular attention, at least not with those mismatched eyes, but she feels his presence beside her still and speaks again without her usual coldness. ”this place has probably known it’s share of visitors…i’ve never seen it before.” she isn’t sure why she had offered this small morsel of personal information, not being inclined regularly to do so… but there was something in the way he had offered so quickly to move on that made her not quite so closed off… as if he could take or leave such information and it would mean nothing. she appreciated that. |