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12-17-2014, 12:50 AM
Of course, it is just after Nasreen has stomped into the muck that their king decides to make an appearance. A small squeak of horror escapes the girl’s lips, for she realizes that it demonstrates very poor manners indeed to be coated with mud in the presence of the Edge sovereign—and playing in the puddle? She had been scolded severely for transgressions much less offensive in Th’orqui. Blushing, the young Seer bows her head, too embarrassed to say anything. Thankfully however, Kaj’s attention is on Ilios. A gentle laugh rumbles from his barrel of a chest as he assures the colt that flight is difficult. Huh. So he hadn’t been playing in the puddle, after all—he’d been trying to teach himself how to fly! How silly she was, and how foolish she must appear. The maiden shakes her head slightly, scolding herself for her failure to realize the truth of this situation. Abashed, she sneaks a peek at Kaj, expecting to find disapproval written across his face…but instead is met with a warm smile. It is the kind of smile that Quil used to give her—that is, when they were still on speaking terms. Nasreen feels a dull ache in her gut at the thought of her oldest brother, and though the smile that she returns is bright with relief, it is also tinged with sadness. “Perhaps we can move somewhere more fitting?” Kaj suggests, providing a welcome distraction. “And then we can play in the mud,” he adds, and Nasreen thinks that she spots a merry twinkle in his eyes. This king is full of surprises! But then again, she reckons, Kaj is a young ruler—much younger than her father by several years. In fact, he’s just about Quil’s age. This is what Quil was born for, what his destiny should have been back in Th’orqui, she muses as she nods her consent and awaits Ilios’ response. How different things would be, could they have found their lost homeland. It is no surprise that Ilios agrees to Kaj’s idea, and the girl giggles softly as his young wings flare out in imitation of Kaj’s massive set. Playfully, she spreads her own feathers, letting the slight Birdsong breeze tickle them as it passes by. But there is nothing playful about Ilios’ tone when he turns to both older pegasi and solemnly asks both of them to teach him how to fly. Nasreen shuts her wings abruptly, casting a sidelong glance at Kaj. He had already offered to teach the colt how to fly, and she was sure he had loads of experience where she had none. She doesn’t dare intrude on his promise of a lesson. Still, she is moved that he would ask her for help. “I’m sure Kaj knows much more than I about flight,” she tells him with a gentle smile, “But I’d love to watch. And should you ever need help or advice, you can always come to me.” OOC: So sorry for the wait! The next one will be faster :) horse:Colourize-Stock.deviantart.com || bg: Dark-Wolfs-Stock.deviantart.com || wings: Chocomix-Stock.deviantart.com & Chunga-Stock.deviantart.com || image: impassioned-dreams.deviantart.com || table by wanda |
Please do not tag Nasreen except for in opening posts and in spars!
