Isla
Isla does hear him - it is only that which allows her to keep her eyes on Sweets - and her fingers open readily for whatever he's about to place into her palm. Peppermint bark, as it happens, and the Remedy manages a smile that Morgen won't see. "Truce?" she offers the unicorn, bringing her free hand forward with slow and gentle movements, exchanging one for the other.
"I used to quite like this myself," she tells Sweets, and everything about her seems to soften, almost. "I only have enough for you, though - unless your bonded happens to have enough for the entire herd." And she does glance over her shoulder at that to smirk at Morgen. Who knows - maybe he does?
"I used to quite like this myself," she tells Sweets, and everything about her seems to soften, almost. "I only have enough for you, though - unless your bonded happens to have enough for the entire herd." And she does glance over her shoulder at that to smirk at Morgen. Who knows - maybe he does?
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
