Shri LaughingStar has recently become acquainted with the saying: 'play stupid games, win stupid prizes'.
In this instance, it is not so much related to a festival or faire, as one may expect. Rather it is a sort of logic or philosophy she needs to apply to her own life. The Angeni mare is at times reckless, less aware of her own mortality or limitations that one might hope. In this instance, she'd gotten the idea into her head and run with it... without allowing time for cooler thoughts to prevail, or running it by an outside entity to see if her planning -or rather, impulses- were sound. Tearing off into adventure (read: danger) had seemed far more tempting, and so of course that is what she had done.
It was a rather simple thing to set a trap or two, to bait a Shifter into following her and allowing them to stumble into said traps in the hopes that it would keep them captive long enough to apply a charm. Where the strategy seemed to have broken down was her target turned out to be a clever, wiley, graceful cat type... rather than say a lumbering, slow, more limited creature like a bear or something similar. The flexibility the cat had exhibited had been enough that it escaped the trap uncharmed and took a swipe at Shri to send the message with blood. No lessons were learned like those through pain, and the mare was left with a scratch that smarted something fierce, a bruised ego, and the realization that a different plan was needed. Or perhaps different prey. Or both?
"This would be easier with a partner in crime," Shri mused as she left the unicorns that had healed her even as they lectured. "And maybe a few extra charms, just in case."
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