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Last time she was here, she brought Lace home, much to the chagrin of her king. Today, she is hoping to make amends by bringing home somebody who falls into the realms of none-confrontational. Aside from Lace, the silver's past forays into the Threshold have not yielded any success - she musn't have one of those companionable faces that makes people want to come back with her. But her duties as a warrior do not just encompass fighting and defending the herd; she has to swell its ranks, too, and that is what she intends to do.
Most rogues are already surrounded by delegates from other herds, but finally Nyx's sights fall on a loner. She turns on her heel and heads towards the mare, who bears the wings of the pegasus. Nyx has nothing against the species as a whole, but she hates fighting with the feathery little bastards - as Ampere proved, shitting on their foes from a great height is a favoured tactic of theirs. Thankfully, this particular mare doesn't look like she is about to dump on the silver's head anytime soon, so she has no problem approaching. Her neck is held high, but not high enough to display overt dominance or confrontation; her face is lapsed into easy neutrality, and her tail swishes lazily to rid herself of flies. Dominus is nowhere to be seen - she tends to send him away when she comes Theshold-mooching, so his glowering expression and penchant for giving hungry glances to horseflesh don't frighten away potential recruits. Judging from the occasional flash of their mental bond, he is hunting, and she is treated to flashes of fleeing rabbits and squirting blood. But her focus is fully on the mare, and she severs the flow of her bond to her companion to the thinnest of slivers. The pegasus looks young, barely out of fillyhood, but the Edge leaders surely won't mind that. They need some youth to balance out all the grumpy old farts. "Hello there," greets the silver soldier, her voice cheery. "Welcome to Helovia. My name is Nyx, of the World's Edge. Might I ask your name, and enquire whether you are looking for a home?" That sounds suitably sales-pitch-esque, and the silver sincerely hopes it works, this time. |
Other characters have permission to use magic/violence against Nyx at any time.
