**as the other bids the unknown to come forth and be scrutinized, garnering of sustenance from jade shoots is ceased as chiseled crania is elevated slightly atop slender 'boa' and slim but sure pistons churn 'neath silver'd bodice to cause peregrination in the direction of she dubbed tidus. heedless trampling of virgin terre beneath, for what is left innocent is better dead. halt is executed comfortable distance away from tensed duo of everdusk and the other that had called, the shattered jest of a half-amused, half-bitter smile superimposed over her patrician visage**

.well, well.

**an upstart? surely not...would a subordinate, and a relatively fresh arrival at that, dare defy a trusted and respected mare? inquisitive amusement displayed at the curious scenario, questioning whether it was impudence on the side of the lower, or paranoia on the side of the higher-ranked. perhaps a bit of both...everdusk was not thought to have shown disrespect to her betters in the eyes of the siren, or at least not extensively so; but perhaps the word 'dominance' was not advisable in the speech when conversing with a superior-ranked femme. and after all, though bonds were what brought a harem together, battles were what kept it alive. no interference is made, merely a low whicker to discreetly announce her presence**

.a spectator.

**though not quite enjoying sport the way an audience would at a game, hearty interest is taken. would everdusk show submission and end the confrontation before it had fully begun, or would she refuse to give in, as Syntical had done, and meet the wrath of the teeth and hooves of tidus? indeed, it could be swayed both ways, and while the lonely soloist supports neither more than the other, intrigue is apparent in her twin pools of eerily cloaked vigilance**

~siren~