Sat Mar 22, 2014 6:02 pm by Songhue
Caelum and BlackIce shared a mild look, slightly surprised; this went beyond meeting a love interest. It was on par to an engagement; and that she seemed to accept it with such aplomb showed that she either knew or suspected as much. This was really quite serious, especially as they seemed to have only recently discovered each other.
In that short look they shared another silent conversation, the type that happens among those that grow close.
They do meld well, Caelum thought.
Quick it may be, but she suits him, in truth, BlackIce thought back, each of them slowly feeling out the concept that'd been presented to them.
I'm not detecting any subterfuge, Caelum added, briefly considering a hidden intention to harm, and was releived as he picked out BlackIce's words on his face.
If anything the gal seems to be performing a great bit of bravery as she speaks; she rarely meets our eyes.
Thyme is caring, but he wouldn't latch onto someone just for the sake of finding a mare that needs nurturing, Caelum reflected, and received a small smile from BlackIce for the thought; the old stallion was quite proud of him for that bit of insight. If anything, around those that needed nurturing Thyme grew quiet and passive, attempting to be a still and comforting presence; he didn't have the "motherly instinct" of others.
By all appearances it seemed that they had simply hit it off that well and that fast; if they took the moment at face value they could gain a wonderful new Cirlemate.
Oh, it doesn't touch, Caelum said, turning his gaze back to Nymph with a new sort of surprise, I beg pardon, I thought you knew, that all of you knew. Our Bonded is a creature of... Strange abilities. Her aunt, your Bonded, created a pocket realm where she found places for each of those under her care; my Bonded made that a full part of our realm. Your Bonded now has places where her touch is strongest, but even those aren't only hers as they're influenced a bit by the Wilds now, that savage and sentient part of the realm where they've left the land to itself. And that part of the world is saturated with the touch and eneriges of every last inhabitant, from you to your Bonded to the young filly that was recently born to my bondmates. Across the waters more places wait, parts where the Wilds are left without this friendly connection to all who call parts of the realm home; places free to be claimed without any attachment to those who already dwell. In the Wilds outside this forest, should anyone not connected to us - to anyone that lives in this realm - try to lay a claim on the land they'd find themselves more or less attacked, but it isn't like that over the sea.
I hear it's the same if you wander far enough through the Wilds themselves, BlackIce added, earning a curious head-tilt from Thyme, Far enough to the far distant horizon where the two suns set, there's lands that are so deeply wild they haven't any sort of love or connection to us.
The three looked up at that, trying to pinpoint where the vague light might originate through the silver mist; none of them knew directions so they'd no way of telling that the suns set to the North in their realm. To the north and slightly to the east, if one was to be specific.
For those places that our Bondeds have claimed you can walk between them easily, Caelum said, looking back to Nymph with a small smile, In fact the wildlands will even help you to get where you wish to go; the route will rarely be the same, as it seems to just transform around you.
Sentient magic and all that, BlackIce added with a grin.
All of that simply means that should you ever wish for time alone with any of us, Thyme said, his voice gentle as he reached over to brush his nose over her cheek, You need only to start walking, dearest.
And I at least would like a bit of quality time to get to know you better, Caelum noted, his eyes warming considerably as he saw Thyme reach for her.
As I would, BlackIce added with a twinkle, I look forward to learning about this marvelous mare that was apparently hiding right under our very noses.
