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08-10-2012, 02:58 PM
It was far from the truth to say Kimber was expecting her elder brother's response to her words. Her ears slowly tipped back under his startled demands, somewhat wary of how he reacted to the knowledge of Jackal and Dei. Was it so hard to believe that their sister could have liked a stallion well enough to have a son, just like both their mothers had liked their father well enough? That much she understood, but Ricochet's behavior was beyond her youthful comprehension.
But it was a fleeting thing before his demeanor softened, gaze warming as he regarded both Guns and herself. Her happiness was renewed when he gathered her closer in an equine hug with words of brotherly wisdom. And she forged on with her informing him of happenings, only to feel his own flavor of happiness chilled with her further news of Aerwen. Blue eyes were wide with confusion as Ricochet stepped away from her. Was he upset? It seemed so, for he told her that he had to go. Go back to Isilme and see things for himself. Anxiously she stepped forward to bump his shoulder with her forehead again after he nuzzled her, lipping her forelock. "Stay safe." she whispered.
All this was watching by dark eyes and jade eyes, the older mare and young dragon gone unnoticed amidst the small drama between siblings. "Travel safely, Ricochet. The dead walk in Isilme and seek to destroy all that lives. Try not to do anything rash, for Kimber's sake. You are welcome to come back to us when your quest is over." Smoke bent her head to stallion and dog, a soft trill vibrating in the air from Zaffre. Neither drew closer, both aware that things might be... less than friendly still in Ricochet's opinion. But her gaze was that of warm understanding, and perhaps a touch of longing. Circumstances kept her from doing much the same, seeking ones she wondered about.
((wanted to wrap this up before posting to his threshold post. sorry it took so long to get to. can do more if you want, or just have them have their convo at later date.))
But it was a fleeting thing before his demeanor softened, gaze warming as he regarded both Guns and herself. Her happiness was renewed when he gathered her closer in an equine hug with words of brotherly wisdom. And she forged on with her informing him of happenings, only to feel his own flavor of happiness chilled with her further news of Aerwen. Blue eyes were wide with confusion as Ricochet stepped away from her. Was he upset? It seemed so, for he told her that he had to go. Go back to Isilme and see things for himself. Anxiously she stepped forward to bump his shoulder with her forehead again after he nuzzled her, lipping her forelock. "Stay safe." she whispered.
All this was watching by dark eyes and jade eyes, the older mare and young dragon gone unnoticed amidst the small drama between siblings. "Travel safely, Ricochet. The dead walk in Isilme and seek to destroy all that lives. Try not to do anything rash, for Kimber's sake. You are welcome to come back to us when your quest is over." Smoke bent her head to stallion and dog, a soft trill vibrating in the air from Zaffre. Neither drew closer, both aware that things might be... less than friendly still in Ricochet's opinion. But her gaze was that of warm understanding, and perhaps a touch of longing. Circumstances kept her from doing much the same, seeking ones she wondered about.
((wanted to wrap this up before posting to his threshold post. sorry it took so long to get to. can do more if you want, or just have them have their convo at later date.))
