Quentin

Quentin hadn't noticed the stranger moving closer to him and, when he spoke, the pale stallion jumped a bit in surprise. Quickly gathering his wits, the male smiled slightly. He appreciated the fact that he wasn't alone in his lateness. The Warmblood chuckled lightly, easing back into his carefree self. “I suppose you're right. No sense in fretting I guess.” He nodded as the stallion spoke again before returning his attention back to the elephant of a leader who was now looking in their direction.

His wings fluttered flirtatiously as he noticed the Tembovu's stare. Nodding in hello, Quentin was happy to see that he hadn't been forgotten by the hunky stud. It wasn't long after that the leader spoke, his voice caring easily to the waiting ears of his herd. The fairy male listened intently, grinning at the mention of Rohan and his newly found rank. The teal and white stallion found him amongst the rest of the herd, sending him a wink of congratulations. More ranks were won, but Quentin hadn't the slightest idea of who any of them were.

That is, until the stallion beside him was mentioned. The fairy offered him a grin of congratulations, then turned his head back to Tembovu at the mention of an alliance. Tilting his head, Quentin already began to think of what he would create with the broken glass that littered the borders. Something glorious of course, that was a given. He turned though as the unicorn next to him spoke, Quentin nodding with agreement at his offer. He'd wait to see what their leader would say on the matter. The elephant king continued speaking, though it didn't pertain to him, so Quentin allowed his attention to wander.

The fairy noticed a darker being that had voiced interest in helping out in crafting. The stallion snorted softly, taking in his curious appearance. “Like you have room to talk....” Rolling his hazel eyes at the voices in his head, Quentin moved his gaze onward. It was then that a painted pegasus spoke, her voice capturing his full attention. The male snorted at this mare's quick reminder that she was leader of something. A frown crossed his features for a moment, though he was sure his opinion on her outburst wasn't really welcomed. He was slightly interested in her offer, though he had other things to take care of first. Maybe if there was time....

I Can Grant Your Wishes, Baby....