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I'M  BIGGER THAN THESE BONES

Lourdes supposed she liked Mauja, as much as she could like someone she’d met just the night before. He was content to let her be and when she was direct and to the point, he didn’t give her an offended look, only offering up the answers she sought. Interacting with him was easy and straightforward and he didn’t wear on her patience in the way that so many did. There was a nod on her part, acknowledging his answer without really offering anything else to the conversation. The witch was intrigued by the mention of the garden, the same way the word had roused her when Mauja had tempted her with it in the Threshold. Still, Lourdes was silent, filling her time scanning the trees.

An ear fell in his direction, surprised when the speckled stallion spoke again. She snaked her head around, peering at him with a speculative gaze. Did she have any questions? Lourdes supposed she had plenty, but she was drawing a blank. Momentarily her gaze shifted upward, focusing on the owl perched on his face. She recalled the bird appearing during their encounter at the Threshold, and another which he’d sent off when they’d reached this clearing. “Why do you have owls?” And then she frowned, dropping her gaze back to the treeline. What was she asking? Why did he have owls, as opposed to other birds? Why did these owls follow him around and do his bidding? Just, why?

Then the trees spit out a mare (and another owl), and captured Lourdes's attention. The mare’s expression was knotted with worry that seemed to ease when she settled before them. Even before she introduced herself, the young witch had assumed this was the doctor they were meant to be meeting – Alysanne. After a disquieting amount of time observing the black and white Pegasus, she nodded as if to accept her introduction. “I am Lourdes.” She glanced between the speckled unicorn and the splotched Pegasus, a flat expression inhabiting her features. “Mauja brought me here.” Another pause. “He says you have a garden.” She wanted to go there, to escape the itchy unease that crawled up her spine. She liked plants, not people. 



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Messages In This Thread
little talks | - by Lourdes - 07-14-2016, 11:59 AM
RE: little talks | - by Mauja - 07-15-2016, 05:38 AM
RE: little talks | - by Alysanne - 07-15-2016, 08:36 PM
RE: little talks | - by Lourdes - 07-16-2016, 08:38 PM
RE: little talks | - by Mauja - 07-27-2016, 09:53 AM

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