The early predawn light of morning finds the silver-haired Queen standing tall and regal on the shifting sands of the Dunes border. Picturesque, like a carefully sculpted statue, unmoving, save for the occasional twist of her mane as the zephyrs lift them into a noiseless dance.
’..I don’t think a direct approach is best…’ Helios’ cautious warning still rings in her ears as the witch lets her near-black ooids scan the familiar landscape in search of what did not belong. He was not hard to pick him out, pitch black against the various shades of gold and brown that make up the Dunes. A coy smirk flits across her exotic features, excitement glitters behind her voidless eyes as the practiced seductress carefully ties the mask into place. Time to meet this vicious intruder.Any other time, the chocolate-colored mare would have waited patiently along the border to be addressed, adhering to common courtesy. Not today. Anger still simmered beneath the silken sheen of her mahogany skin as the exotic dancer arches her long serpentine, pressing her ashen labrums against the concave of her breast as her hooves thrust forward. Unusually long serpentine lifts with authority, accenting the supple curve of her hip as she fearlessly made her approach.
”And here I was half expecting a monster...” She purrs, flicking her whipcord idly against her heels with an audible snap as she halts infront of the obsidian beast, fearlessly lifting her dark gaze to meet his crimson eyes. Finely dished crown tilts ever so slightly as she blinks up at him with an almost bored expression,
”And yet to my dismay I find a mere stallion…. A cocky one if I am to believe the rumors….” she finishes with an emphasized exhale.
”What a disappointment.” she finishes, a coquettish smirk tugging at the corners of her ashen labrums as she eyes him with shameless abandon.