Re: Storms Over Winter
Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 4:29 pm
Hybrid smiled as Flint took her leave after she spoke, admiring how she was clearly comfortable with everyone; even managing to hold her own against Flint. She hadn't looked away or backed down, but she hadn't poked at things either - she met his challenge without challenging him. She was tough and practical and brave and oh, he couldn't wait to spend more time with her.
It was a small grin, full of affection and hope and newfound tenderness, and for all of that it was rather enigmatic; his expressions tended towards mild. If it were any other than his Circlemates most wouldn't have recognized the little spark of joy behind it as he watched her tell Horsefeathers that the future would tell.
Lay off on the games, Horsefeathers, he said, tossing his head as if shaking out a non-existent mane - well, non existent until a streak of lightning sparked over his neck and almost seemed to be his mane for a moment. You came to tell me that we had work to do.
That we will have work to do, Breeze corrected with a mischievous grin, Which means we oughtta play while we can.
What would our new acquaintance prefer, Nova asked, offering the other mare a tender grin - she was polite, well spoken and was made of sturdy stuff, a mare that Nova felt would prove to be reliable and kind.
Ohhh yes! Shiro squealed, nearly bouncing in place with exuberance, What do you do at home? Or with your bonded, sweet love, what games has he taught you? We don't know anything of the brother of our bonded.
Hybrid snorted and grinned, a moment that clearly said this was exactly what one might expect from Shiro; that one was all about love. Nevermind them, he told her, quickly looking her over to see if their game of elemental chase had tired her out, What's your favorite thing to do? What makes you happiest?
It was a small grin, full of affection and hope and newfound tenderness, and for all of that it was rather enigmatic; his expressions tended towards mild. If it were any other than his Circlemates most wouldn't have recognized the little spark of joy behind it as he watched her tell Horsefeathers that the future would tell.
Lay off on the games, Horsefeathers, he said, tossing his head as if shaking out a non-existent mane - well, non existent until a streak of lightning sparked over his neck and almost seemed to be his mane for a moment. You came to tell me that we had work to do.
That we will have work to do, Breeze corrected with a mischievous grin, Which means we oughtta play while we can.
What would our new acquaintance prefer, Nova asked, offering the other mare a tender grin - she was polite, well spoken and was made of sturdy stuff, a mare that Nova felt would prove to be reliable and kind.
Ohhh yes! Shiro squealed, nearly bouncing in place with exuberance, What do you do at home? Or with your bonded, sweet love, what games has he taught you? We don't know anything of the brother of our bonded.
Hybrid snorted and grinned, a moment that clearly said this was exactly what one might expect from Shiro; that one was all about love. Nevermind them, he told her, quickly looking her over to see if their game of elemental chase had tired her out, What's your favorite thing to do? What makes you happiest?