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The Sunspear
This foreigner was a strange one, to be sure. Her voice, her appearance, all seemed so wildly exotic and as such she held Megaera’s interest. Maybe if she’d been a child and armed with the excuse of ignorance she could have asked why the antlered mare carried the trinkets she did—perhaps her reasonings were similar to ones Meg had used all those years ago? What was this one running from? It was the mannerisms, however that left the Sultana quite taken aback. Tuppence approached, much closer than Megaera was accustomed to being on first meeting and before Meg could do more than pull her ears back, the antlered woman planted a kid upon her forehead.
The Sunspear tensed, blinking once, twice, momentarily stunned by the strange gesture and not entirely sure how she felt about it. Gwaihir, however, knew exactly how he felt about a stranger touching his Meg… The children were fine, Einarr he had learned to tolerate, but this was unacceptable to the territorial bird of prey. Didn’t this stranger know that his Meg was the Khaleesi of the Sands, the Sun’s chosen? He screeched (a harsh, angry sound) and abandoned his perch in the trees to rest on his bonded’s back. There he sat, wings ruffling and every feather puffed as large as he could make them. Gold eyes watched the other mare menacingly and Meg could hear the furious diatribe he wished to hurl at Tuppence: ”Disrespect! No one touches Mine without my leave. Try again, horned one and Gwaihir will tear your spotty hide to ribbons!” Meg could not surprise the chuckle that rose in her throat. the greeting had been strange, but she might have shrugged it off and no harm done, but apparently her brother had a much higher opinion of Meg she she herself did. She turned her head, nipping lightly toward Gwaihir’s wing in a swift but good natured rebuke. She may not have been a stickler for manners but the bird was getting a bit carried away. She turned back to the newcomer with an apologetic smile. “Well met, Tuppence. I’m sorry to say I misspoke, Gwaihir’s in a thoroughly antisocial mood today. Be assured, it’s nothing against you personally.” At this the eagle gave the bay mare a swift peck on her withers. ”It is so!”
Megaera paid little mind to her finicky companion and instead listened to Myrinne start off the rounds of Threshold pitches. The girl was charming, and though Meg might have had differing opinions on landscaping preferences it was clear she enjoyed her home. A shadow crossed her face at the mention of the king and queen—both were names she knew but last she had heard Torleik and Mauja had ruled in the Edge. If there had been a change in leadership the Sultana should have heard.
The party grew and Meg returned the cobalt corporal’s nod of greeting. Gaucho had settled a ceasefire with the unicorns of the Basin, but Meg still found herself not entirely willing to trust it(thank Thranduil for that). Still, she thought, no use in needling without cause. The tensions between north an south had started long before she had some to halva and Meg could see no purpose in dragging up ancient history so she forced herself to relax. Ki’irha finished her bit and so came around the circle the conversation moved to Meg. ”The Throat is to the south, our island is a desert in truth, but the oasis is lush and a good home. You’d needn't worry of swimming there, our God of Sun creased a bridge for our winless brethren. It a harsh climate in Tallsun, perhaps, but more temperate in the coming season that you’d find anywhere in Helovia.” She was certainly more subdued than the butterfly girl, but the easy affectionate tone made it clear that she loved her home no less. “There is another herd in Helovia, the Falls, that hide themselves away just north of here, and neutral land between and a good few that wander those stretches.” The Sunspear rounded out the summary of Helovia there, thinking Tuppence may as well have all the facts. She might have stopped, but curiosity got the better of her. “Was there something particular that brings you to Helovia?”
@Tuppence :: @Myrrine :: @Ki'irha
