Sacre watched the bonded pair, his gaze wavering a little as she almost seemed to intimidate him. What was she doing so far in Throat territory anyway? The fact she was at the Oasis without even a hint of confusion in her face as to where she was made the boy suspect that she'd been here before. Or perhaps she was just exceptionally good at acting to which she had already fooled the boy who found himself shuffling in discomfort. Youth had taught him nothing of the troublesome nature of mares, of treading carefully around their minefield of trap doors triggered by words. Of allure and lust, how a man's pride could be lost in a heart beat. She responded to his question with yet another question, frustration flickering across his young features that looked at her with conflicted opinion. "I-" go on "I asked you first!" He said, with less conviction than he might've liked. Inari peered from around one hairy leg, gaze flicking from the mare to his bonded.

Her bodice shimmered in mesmerising ways that made it hard for Sacre to keep his composure. Hooves shifted closer and the boy nervously danced to one side, staring at her with a wildness to the edge of his eyes. "What are you doing?" He spluttered nervously, feet fell over one another in tension and Inari followed the awkward dance with clear confusion as to what exactly was going on. This day, however, was to take a twist.

The shimmer to her coat appeared to intensify and like a hit from cupids blushing arrow, Sacre felt a wave of attraction fall over him. All of a sudden he didn't quite mind if her shoulder brushed with his and in fact he'd quite like to touch the creamy cascades that fell so alluringly down her beautifully carved neck. He almost didn't even register the arrival of Amani as his ocean blue gaze hovered over the pearl coloured mare with a look of complete adoration and need. Foreign feelings. The growing, tender affection he had every time he met Tandavi was not like this. He was a train wreck of wild emotion that had fallen completely under her spell, as if there was for this moment nothing else in the world he needed but her. "Amani don't be rude to the beautiful Lady" he said absently, his mind was clearly captivated by other things.

In the meantime, Inari had shuffled his way closer to Amani with a look that spoke volumes, as if he was almost saying "don't ask me".

[ooc; Sacre's gone with the wind xD Please tag meee!]