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08-06-2016, 07:41 PM
 Their greetings are so natural, so thoughtless and genuine that it only draws Cera's smile wider on his boyish face. He has missed her, this dove who had inspired him so deeply as a long-legged colt, a useless apprentice with dreams too big for his skin. She was his friend, simple as that, and he would welcome her home and forgive her transgression in the span of moments. He would not forget. No, Cera never forgot. But he was more than capable of forgiving. Her squealed excited spurred a half-delighted, half-embarrassed laugh from his throat. The Prince did not have the deep, smooth voice of his father, or Gaucho's rough, sexy vocals. His laugh was slightly higher, but still undoubtedly a full grown stallion's. It was odd to suddenly be realizing how much his own body and mind had changed, prompted by Sohalia's simplistic observation. "I have, haven't it?" he laughed freely, wings curling against his flanks with embarrassed pleasure. "Still a child at heart, but don't let anybody know," he chuckled, winking exaggeratedly at the Transcended, grin apparently incapable of disappearing. The Golden was not unaware of how Sohalia sidestepped the question, but he gracefully did not call her out on it. He was not one to pry, and she had the right to keep her secrets. She knew now where to find him if ever she desired a welcome, listening ear and a steady shoulder. He nodded to encourage her to continue speaking as she mentioned needing his help, giving her his full, undivided attention. Assuming the role of Forger rather than friend. A quirked grin pulled across pale lips as she sought his approval. "Oh how the tides have changed," he joked right back, grinning at the playful power he had over her. But he could not deny her a job, not when he hid in his own duties to forget his loneliness. "Ranjiri lives in the Hidden Falls now, so we have an open Forger position. But for now, you are more than welcome to the crafter position." With a gentle, understanding smile he gestures towards the metal to give her something else to put her mind to. "Our Diviner has the gift of shaping as well. We're making headway on the church, and I was collecting deposits for the next phase. Would you like to join me?" She looked like she needed a few hours away from the shadows in her mind. |
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