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07-04-2012, 03:20 AM
Being ignored by the large femme was not something Mirage minded, honestly, she thought very little of the rough mare as it was, that Brooke did not want to respond was a token in her favour. The larger mare’s reply to the femme was the usual amount of feigned intelligence, but the shadowy mare chose to ignore this handful of words, she would not respond to words that weren’t directed to her – she would at least show Brooke that much favour. The arrival of Smoke was interesting to say the least, Mirage tilted her own tiara in response and listened as she addressed the large, painted mare with a sense of familiarity. Akaith greeted Zaffre with the usual chortling, touching the blue muzzle to muzzle briefly before settling back down upon her bonded’s back. Catalyst, Akaith said, seemingly at random, for Mirage’s thoughts had not been on the new mare, but rather on the dappled leader. Pardon me, dear? Ramoth spoke of a Catalyst. It took several moments for the black femme to conclude that this was indeed the name of the unknown roan before her, though she kept the information to herself for now. She was looking forward to a small battle of wits with this roan belle, it was just the kind of game Mirage revelled in. With a mere shadow of a smile, her voice deigned to touch the ears of the gathered once more. “You define yourself by the blood of your makers?” It was a curious notion, though one that Mirage knew herself often referred to. She was created by a balance of fire and shadow, her parents were her creators, there was no denying her pride in her heritage. But the mare had noted the bristle in the other’s stance that occurred at the mention of her correctly identified bloodlines. “I rather thought you to be more a catalyst for change, than one who settled upon their designers original plans.” It was a cryptic remark, the others present might even be led to believe that Mirage was more familiar with the roan one than they. It was not that she was familiar with her, nor even her parents, just that Mirage was a very intellectual and perceptive being – and of course, she had Akaith. |
