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Rayla: She nodded, her pride had been hurt when she had fallen in front of her crush
Summary:
Ok so Callum, Fawn and Kilroy are talking with Fawn's CUTEEEEE blind friend named Sunpond. There's a celleebrationeee at the main camp and most of the centaurs there are- well- dancing- dah ships are getting closerrrrrrrrrrrrr YEEEEEEEET
RECOMMENT FOR NIGHTMISTTTT)
Heisly:
She giggled. "I know right? Do you think this might have an owl or two?" She asked excitedly.
Teirron:
"Uhhh... well, she can't... because... she's too hurt," he replied. "You need to come to her." Teirron hoped that the old mare would believe him and follow him back to the pegasus mare he still didn't know the name of. (SOBZ NIGHTMISTTT)
Fawnroot:
She smiled to Callum and nodded. ”Good idea. I think they’re enjoying each other’s company.” She nickered gently, nuzzling Callum’s palm as they stepped out of the cave and into the bright afternoon sun.
Ben:
“Coming.” He walked to Zayne and smiled to Raven. “Hello, again. What’ll it be?” He asked, then remembered the last time he spoke to the couple, Raven was about to head to court with her abusive family.
He cast a concerned glance to Zayne. “How did the trial go? Were you successful?“
Raven:
"The later I stay up the less laps of the obsticale course I have to run before I can sleep."
Raven:
"I'm not tired," the later she stayed up the less laps of her obsticale course she had to run till her body shut down and she could sleep
Raven:
"Why wouldn't centaurs want to sew? Or have peaceful jobs? I've seen enough fighting to last a lifetime."
Raven:
A peaceful job sounded amazing, she smiled. "You sure they'll hire me?"
Raven:
SHe nodded. "Ok, I need to find a job." and get to sleep before dawn
Raven:
She stood next to him, still holding his hand
Zayne:
They both returned to the tavern and stood at the counter. Zayne rang the bell for service. (River!)
Ray:
"Do you have deer?" she asked
Raven:
"Ok." she said, following him
Callum:
"Come on, let's go leave these two alone," he suggested with his arm still draped over Fawnroot's withers.
Zayne:
He smiled gently and hugged her. "Let's go get something to eat," he suggested, taking her hand.
Sultaan:
He looked at Reba and smiled softly. "Yes, thank you..." he signed, and then his smile faded, but his eyes were still the same as though he had kept the expression. "I needed it."
Ben:
He stiffened but nodded. “Fine. No one should harm you.” He turned, moved into in Tavern and held the door open for her. “What would you like to eat?”
Sunpond:
She nodded slowly and blinked at the ground. “I understand...Some Pegasi are like that as well. However, it is almost the opposite. They see the centaurs as a threat for that very reason. As long as there is such distrust between our species, then these feelings of caution and hatred will never go away.”
Her eyes lifted back to Kilroy. “That’s why we need diplomats like you, who are trying to stop the war before it starts.” She smiled afterward, as he spoke of his camp. “Oh, wow! You can create fire? That’s...weirdly cool.“ She said with a giggle. “What about your myths? Do you have any favorite legends or stories of your herd?”
Ray:
She looked at the centaurs at the celebration. "Fine, but understand that I am not giving up my dagger, and if anyone comes near me I'm not afraid to use it."
Kilroy: He sighed. “Sunpond, not all centaurs...” he stopped. It was so difficult to bring himself to say it to her, when her face was so bright with excitement and hope. “Not all centaurs want peace. A significant part of our camp does not see pegasi for who you are, but the land you live on. Like the Northern Herds, there are some who would take your meadows. But I swear that I am doing everything in my power to prevent this. The peace summit will work. It has to. Even with only a few minutes of conversation, I can that our races have so much to teach and offer one another. If we can just get each other to realize that...“
He shook his head. “But what am I saying? You wanted to know about my camp! We typically sleep in tents or huts, and in the winter make fires to keep warm.”
(Totally got side tracked while writing this... I started off googling Metternich (19th century diplomat) and ended watching clips of bad docudramas.)
(hi! :)
Ray:
She looked at the centaurs at the celebration. "Fine, but understand that I am not giving up my dagger, and if anyone comes near me I'm not afraid to use it."
Ben:
H paused and slowed to a halt when he didn't hear her hoofbeats. Noticing her standing on the edge of the woods, he frowned and crossed his arms over his chest.
"If you want to stay in the woods and get yourself killed, then be my guest. I'm offering you a place to sleep and some food to eat. Either you stay here for 12 hours overnight and in the morning I'll help you, or you can stay out there where no one can help you." He called loud enough for her to hear him. "Your choice."
Ray:
She followed Ben, she reached the edge of the forest and debated staying, she had lived in the forest ehr whole life, it couldn't be that dangerous.
Ben:
"Now. Come on-I'll take you back." He turned and trotted back to the herd.