After bowing the unwanted strangers out of the way with streams of apologies and reassurances that he would make it up to them, Lace turned back to look at the girls. His mind still reeled with the sudden turn of events - first stumbling upon Tandavi, then finding Amaris too within the span of mere minutes! But as the grullo look between them the smile dies away, replaced by a blank mask that effectively concealed the mingled irritation, understanding and worry he felt.
He couldn't blame Tavi for being angry. She had been left behind, just like himself. Mirage hadn't offered to take him along when she disappeared, hadn't let him know with so much as a word that she intended to leave at all. Lace remembered his feelings of worry, of panic at the thought that the shadow mare might have succumbed to the shadows, of anger and sadness and abandonment - even now he was lost for words to describe it. Heck, he didn't even know whether any of the others was alive because there were no evidence of their presence to suggest neither life nor death. All he had was hope, and a nagging suspicion that shadows and death wouldn't be enough to conquer the DragonHeart and her kin.
A frown creased the skin around his eyes as the stallion watched the moon-blessed girl back away from her cousin, spluttering stubborn words of refusal. Swinging the head over in Amaris direction he watched her with narrowed eyes, appreciating the attempt at closeness but not knowing whether it was truly a good idea or not...
"Let them sort out themselves" Fajira suggested and flapped in to settle on his back, her weight and warmth welcome against Lace's skin. "You're right.. but how to make them talk it out?" He could feel the dragon smile toothily in his mind, then a stream of images and suggestions flooded over into his brain. The solution she offered was odd, yet it made the stud suppress a smirk of amusement; agreeing quietly he turned back to the girls and watched them with slightly narrowed eyes while reaching into himself and summoning his magic.
It was barely noticeable at first. The branches of the shrubs and trees swayed and shifted in a quiet summer breeze, leaves rustling in soft melodies. To someone swept up in the torrents of thought and focused on another horse, it might be hard to notice that the wind wasn't the only thing that made the bramble move. Indeed, Lace worked both quickly and quietly as he manipulated the forest, intending to spring a trap upon both the young mares - he wove roots and twigs together, braided them with his mind and then reached out for more... Then, in a sudden flurry of movement he made the trap spring close. From everywhere thin wickers sprang forth and begun to weave themselves together, hopefully trapping both fillies within a tall dome of plant-life. It was loosely strung together and allowed both sound and light to pass through, yet it would keep both equine and dragon-kin from running or flying away - and provided quite the arena should they decide to fight their differences out. Should they try to blast it open with magic Lace was there to weave it shut again; there wouldn't be an exit until he decided to make one.
"I suggest you stay inside of there until both of you have said everything you want to say" the gold-back said sternly. "Don't hold back, by all means. Let it out, scream or shout or bang your hooves against each other if you have to - I won't let you out until you've worked this out."
And with that he turned his back on them and started to graze, blatantly ignoring any protests that might come. It wasn't as though he wasn't listening intently at what was going on - he just pretended not to give a damn, in case the girls felt it was awkward to row while he was there.
@[Amaris] lol Lace... Feel free to skip him until they've made up. ;D
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