Romani

Ciceron; that was his name. A brief thought back into the list of names and faces she had encountered over the years in Helovia came up blank, but perhaps she had just simply forgotten... Wandering did that, she supposed.

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Ciceron. I'm glad our patrol will be in good company."

Dark lips turned upwards in a jovial, genuine smile, sapphire orbs watching as Kiara flounced closer after a few moments of careful, curious scrutiny. Kasai remained standing beside Romani's side, head tilting, whiskers forward and eyes watching the other tigress with poorly concealed excitement. A typically lazy creature by nature, Kasai cared little for other companions unless they had wings, or unless they were Suli and Merlin. Kiara, however, was something else entirely; one of her own, the reflection that often greeted her whenever the tigress would get a drink or go for a swim, and Romani could tell that she just didn't know what to make of it all.

Still, a bit of play would do her good.

When Kiara bounded ever-so-closer, Kasai's tail flicked left, then right, and she took a daring step forward, ears perked, as though the act of 'play' was a strange, foreign concept. The tigress shifted from paw to paw, ears flicking, tail twitching, pink nose scenting the other striped feline as though curious of her. It was clear Kasai held a few reservations of the situation, but Romani wasn't about to let her beloved companion miss out on such a opportunity.

Go on, Sweet, Romani soothed through their mental connection, finding no reason to speak out loud, She wishes to play. Looking up and reconnecting her gaze to the vivid silver oculars of the horned, dappled stag in front of her, the palomino gypsy spoke pleasantly. "Well... Shall we begin our patrol? We can scout, and these two mischievous creatures can play."

Kasai let out a large huff, furred breast robust for the briefest of moments before she lowered her front end to the ground, tail flicking out behind her, and growled softly towards Kiara before darting into a rather large drift of snow to her right, flouncing and pouncing and appearing a moment later, paws lifted and outstretched in an attempt to pounce on Kiara.

Excitement rippled through the white tigress' bond and Romani chuckled. "Let the games begin." Turning her robust body, the mare attempted to shake the frost crystals from her golden-red hide but to little avail, and simply offered Ciceron a warm smile. "Shall we?"

@[Ciceron]

Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy