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 Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 9:12 am
Itzal was going to shrug to the first suggestion, but then thought better of it. His newfound state of emotion meant that he would feel the protest of his aching body if he tried to move. "I doubt she will. She doesn't appear to remember anything about our family. Unlike me, it's blood ties probably aren't important to her." He yawned. "She's the youngest, after all... and she was on the side of Mother that was facing away from the fighting..." He let his eyes close, old memories instinctively filtering to the surface. "That's probably for the best, though..." At the thought of talking to Me'urra, Itzal made a face. Opening his eyes again, he replied. "Hopefully I don't. If we do have a long chat, it's likely going to be on topics I'd rather not talk about." He paused. "Well, maybe it won't be so bad... he looks young enough that my bloodline might not mean anything to him." It was hard to move forward when everyone was focused on who your ancestors were...
Itzal let his eyes slide closed again. If they were going to head out once Aleda returned from seeing her father, he needed to get all the rest he could. Still, he kept an ear out for any further comments from the winged mare next to him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 11:08 am
Aleda took in that additional information about Noct. It was more than she had ever known about the other mare. Strange as it seemed Aleda felt a kinship with her now that she understood her a bit better. Who knows maybe Me’urra was all she had. That would explain why she could stand such a scary mate. She really didn’t know what interested Me’urra but something told her everything. He was the kind of azrein her father hated but did envy that he could find lots of information that always seemed to elude her father. She shook her head softly not saying anything. Me’urra was a user and scary, but not as bad as some of the other sixers. She sighed. “Might as well get this over with. I’ll be back in a day. You just sit and rest.” She stood up and started to plod out. She’d pass along to Nocturne that Itzy was staying and hopefully the mare valued family enough to keep him safe. She wondered if anything could really be safe in Noct’s care. A small part of Aleda wondered if Noct and Me’urra would ever foal. She tried to imagine the results and came up with a flat toned maniacal monster. The image made her grin. Definitely a Sixer’s kid to be sure.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 12:05 pm
Itzal nodded, opening an eye to watch her go before letting the blue iris slide back behind its lid. Despite the odd situation, he didn't really feel like he was in danger... he'd be able to rest peacefully. At least, he hoped he would. He wasn't in any condition to fight.
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