Meadow
Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.
Posted on July 4, 2020 at 02:49:12 AM by Gilene
Gilene was surprised that the stallion seemed not only affected by her nettling, but played along with a humorous comment of his own. It didn’t exactly endear her to Goose - her was still a stranger, and her trust could not be won quite so easily - but it did provoke a bubble of warm laughter and a rare smile from the aloof grey mare. "And so I see. A clever bird, then, to defeat me in my own game of words.” While Gilene didn’t relax, her tense stance became more defensive, abandoned the aggressive edge that it had first held - the stillness that might have, at any moment, turned to violence. She was no longer eager to pick a fight with the painted buckskin, but still more than prepared to protect her sister - and herself.
Beside her Gilene felt the sudden shifting of her sibling’s body, and knew that she was under the siren’s call again. Nephele’s curt words - uncharacteristic for the more quiet and well-mannered mare - all but confirmed this thought. She might have smirked in response to the blue roan’s statement... if it hadn’t taken her aback. “A fair point, sister, but his coat is just as damp as ours. Are we to understand from your words, Goose, that there are other islands than this one? Could you tell us more about them?” The world was certainly headed for calamity when it was Gilene who took pains to be polite, but it made little sense to rush off without learning what they could from someone who lived here. Following Nephele’s calling would certainly lead them where they were intended to go, but how could they be certain to arrive safely without first knowing what it was that they would face?
Undoubtedly the blue paint would be irritated by her sibling’s practicality. Gilene could feel the weight of her twin’s gaze on her through their bond, but resolutely ignored it, keeping her near-violet eyes trained on the feathered stallion. If Goose indicated that he could not help them, then they would be on their way the very next instant. But if he had something to say, then the dappled grey woman was willing to listen.
mare .. 3 years .. dapple grey tobiano .. gypsy vanner .. 15.3 hands
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