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01-29-2017, 07:05 PM
Back when we were young and now we’re up here on another level."
No doubt the mare was moulding over her rather brash (and possibly unwelcome) observation of the mare's cheerfulness. The pale dove waited. Usually such comments put her in rather hot water as they tended to cause upset or anger. This is why the mare's rather calm response surprised her, although it was a fleeting reaction. Ráeru shifted slightly, her hooves sliding along the ground. Sucking in a breath she managed rolled a shoulder in a somewhat dismissive gesture. "No. It was merely an observation." She responded with a indifferent tone and another shrug of her shoulder. With nothing else much to say she settled into silence comfortably.
Following the mare's gaze down to her glass hooves, her brow creasing with confusion. The pale dove did not miss the mare's shudder. Though, not uncomfortable under the mare's scrutiny, she huffed. "Glass." She confirmed with a somewhat sore tone of voice. By now she was used to the stares and confused looks, the whispered and judgmental sideways glances. Though they were generally because of her somewhat detached emotions, never because of her appearance. Yet they still exchanged smiles and her slightly exasperated feelings left her. Yes, her name could be a little strange, and the quick hard to wrap one's tongue around. Clearing her through she instead offered "Aih - roo. For the common tongued pronunciation." It was easier, less vowel sounds and favouriting instead two syllables. "A pleasure Laire."
Ráeru frowned as she pondered the mare's words. "Does this stranger have a name? Perhaps I might have heard of them." She offered as a way of comfort. Often those travelling to Helovia got separated and eventually found their way to the other. Still, she did not doubt that the mare might appreciate her help. She may not be the most pleasant soul to encounter but she was observant and could be helpful in the matters of finding someone.
Allowing the mare a moment to ponder her words, Ráeru surveyed the landscape again. Quite a few times she's traveled through these forest but only on this and two previous occasions had she encountered newcomers. Still, none had yet shown so much interest in The Edge. In fact this mare began overwhelming her with questions about The Edge before she'd even had the chance to offer the mare an escort to the herd-land. Most only wanted to visit first before accepting the land as a home. "The World's Edge sits in the west." She responded slowly, hardly acknowledging the mare's apology for the onslaught of questions. "It is most welcoming, it is my home after all." This was her own quiet way of recognising her strangeness. "They are warm and most welcoming."
Taking a moment to allow the calm to once again influence their conversation, Ráeru cleared her throat and somewhat awkwardly offered her assistance. "Would you care to visit The Edge? I would be your escort." Through it wasn't a partially extravagant offer she felt proud at her invitation. After all, dealing with those constantly full of cheer was exhausting for her. So in truth she supposed that it was also a warning, their journey would be made together, meaning the mare would have to make peace with Ráeru rather withdrawn and dreary disposition.
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