But his gaze returns to her golden eyes, ears sweeping forward, when she joked of his preference for cliffs. His thick, black lips curve in a rueful grin, head halfway swinging to look along the expanse of the cliffs he so frequented. “I come from lands of wide-open plains, so I am used to seeing things. Trees and mists hinder sight in the forests and mountains, but the cliffs… you can see the horizon, here,” his low rumble was quiet and surprisingly candid in response to her joke.
Mbwene, meanwhile, had no time for her bonded’s impromptu sincere words. Instead, she leaves her snacks and trundles towards the roaned woman the moment her bright blue eyes catch sight of her gilded bangles. She brays a brassy greeting, ears flapping in hello. Though her sharp gaze catch that her silken, roany locks were now tangled about a bangle, and so her trunk reaches and points, a demanding snort coming out of her trunk. Her intention was clear: she wanted to untangle the mare’s mane for her.
Grinning outright at his companion’s antics, “Dacianna, I thank you firstly for coming and secondly for your dedication to the Edge. Your recruiting efforts have swelling our ranks and your endeavors in scholarly arts have not gone unnoticed,” his head dips in affirmation of his words, “And I also am grateful for your help in digging the trench around our borders. It is thankless, laborious work.” He snorted and shook his head slightly in rueful amusement—the glass spikes should be worth it, though.
“So I am happy to elevate you the Sage rank, in recognition of your commitment and hard work,” his deep rumble pauses as he smiles and looks at her for a moment, “Tell me, how do you find the Edge?” It was not often that the King had a chance to ask those who dwelled in the herd about it. And who better to ask than one who climbed the ranks?
@Dacianna Congratulations! :D thank you for being so active in the Edge! <333