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01-18-2016, 05:50 PM
Drasmine surprises him again when sadness clouds the vivid gemstones of her eyes, flickering like static through what may be a smile owed mostly to courage. Caneo can't presume that, and doesn't really wish to, anyway. He hid his own heart when he entered the Threshold, and was given a home afterward only out of pity. But does he pity this mare? Does he want her in his home; does he want Ampere seeing this the first thing he brings home? His thoughts are selfish now, waging concern for inaction against the consequences of poor action. Pity has never moved his heart before; he is too cold for such a warm sensation, a beast born to desolation and the emptiness of night. "'Never came back' usually means dead," he points out. "You could have been walking into a trap." But if naivete is her only flaw, that can probably be fixed. Not by him, of course. Losing interest in her faulty logic, he nods in response to her next question. Joy shines through her tone again, as if she is desperate to latch on to the possibility of sanctuary. Such an incandescent creature - heart worn plainly in the open. No hint of danger lurks within her, though, so maybe she can find a use doing... whatever silly mares do. "It is the home of a herd," Caneo responds delicately. "The sun reigns there. It is not an easy place to live." He says this remembering Ampere's scrutiny as he stood upon her borders. Can Dasmine thrive there? She looks healthy under an unkempt skin, but he knows those of the desert usually adhere to his own make: slim, fast, enduring. In any event, maybe that's a decision for their leaders to make. Caneo blinks, turning the words around over his tongue. His tail twitches again, ragged lion's plume flaring over bony hocks. His head cocks, and he is nothing but polite once more, his indecision and his disapproval vanished behind the brilliance of blue eyes. "I could show you the way, if you think you have something to offer the herd." He still isn't sure if he has something to offer the herd, but there the offer rests. He thinks dully of leading her back all the many steps to the mainland's edge. |
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