o-Nightwing-o
Discordia laughed loudly as she grimaced at the young colt. "Nothing scares me! Showing fear is a sign of weakness. You're not weak...are you?" she asked raising an eyebrow as she looked to Griever. She chuckled as she trotted around him and then bounded a little bit into the water reeds that grew close to the water's edge.
"And if everyone was scared of just about anything than there wouldn't be much adventure," she stated as she glanced over her shoulder to him. "And I'm not one to turn down any sort of adventure. Therefore I'm not scared of anything," she nodded.
"And this raises a question...What are you scared of?" she asked with a curious, innocent expression.
