If only you could read the peafowl's mind- you would love to inform her that she wouldn't even be the first person to knock you over while you sway to and fro. Mauja beat her to it- and he knocked you into the ocean. Although, speaking of Mauja, you really need to go find that asshole because you never really repayed him for his annoyances. You did find him once when there was darkness everywhere, but that wasn't really a good time. Now is a good time. After all, what more do you have to do but plot against your leaders and pretend that you're going to do anything important?

But anyways, Rainbow Vomit. It's an unfortunate shame that she's not nearly as upset about your comment as you were hoping. You really wanted her get pissed off. Why? You're not really sure- but why the hell not is often as good a reason as any other. Besides, you kind of just want to be mad right now. You haven't been able to find the Phantom Seeker anyway. And since she's basically one of the most important horses in your whole plan. Also, you're more than a little miffed that she's hiding from you. You only basically drool over her all the time and it's kind of hard to drool over someone when they're not there. But then again... maybe she just grew tired of the game, disappeared, went somewhere else... You don't like the idea at all.

Regardless, you don't think that you ever asked to be insulted. And it's pretty clear that you're being insulted. Shit-stained log your ass. Except, to be fair, it's a pretty accurate assessment. You frown and lay your ears back, opening your mouth to respond, except she beats you to the punch. If you could turn the corners of your mouth down any farther you would. Obviously she would ask about your companion. Stupid useless ball of nothing. You grunt and furrow your brow, trying to decide if you should answer her or just turn and walk away.

Maybe it's because she answered you so boldly, but you decide to stick around for a little while longer.

“That is a useless ball of nothing,” you respond coldly, turning towards your boggart and bite at her a moment. Your companion, just absolutely delighted to have finally found someone who is interested in her, flits away from your bite and heads towards Bellona. Trying to interact, she morphs into a beautiful butterfly sporting many of the same colors as Bellona and begins to try and flit around the mare's nose. “Knock it off,” you growl to her, and your combination of anger and words cause her to disappear back into a puff of smoke. Begrudgingly, she wisps back over towards you, purposefully hovering over your head as if to indicate that you deserve a raincloud.

@[Bellona]- Day late and a dollar short, but here you are <3 <3