**fluid shifting and assembling of slender pistons occurs in a gentle patt'ring of ebonite razors to align sight o' the lonely soloist t'wards the form of the ally, tidus. a nicker of recognition and welcome is produced from silver'd vocals, instant ingression made in the direction of the other. a careful and inquisitive dip of regal crestal is executed toward mime 'fore attention is turned to the one of sin. ah, you have returned; i did not doubt that you would do so**

.trust.

**i do not make alliances lightly, and with any passing equine. you are one of worth...as most of this cadre quite are. some events have occurred during your absence - the arrival of a young stallion whom, while i do not particularly favor excessively, appears to be a relatively positive addition to the cadre. a judgmental gaze cast over the members of this harem by yours truly, for i think i know all quite well now, and perhaps the blade of my song shall plummet soon, to separate the worthy from the worthless, the true from the false**

.time draws near.

**razor unshod elevates slightly from light turf beneath, then returns to previous placing in slight signal of inner restlessness. crania turn'd, rais'd to the skies, watching the cosmos in silent observation, tacit appreciation of its eternal and infinite might. a final nod is issued to both equines of worth, before the sole vocalist melts once more in the the umbra that she is so ostensibly born from**

~siren~