| Subject: ::Her nostrils flare, taking in the scent of the horses::*I bring no threat to you or your herd, Fin. Tryst is one whom I used to know... my warning is only to her, as I do not wish her to bring any of those she used to conspire with here, which would be your real threat. Perhaps, Tryst, you could inform us of your reason to be here?*::Her eyes flash at memories of her betrayal, and thoughts of how close they had been before...:: |