|%|buckskin femme turns at t' 'pproach o' t' leading brute, a low whicker 'mitt'd t'ward he, brief nuzzle given 'pon arabic boa o' he, auds flicking back and forth. a soft snort is heard from nares o' vix'n o' sand hue, as gaze shifts back t'ward friesian brute o' onyx tint, raven pools set 'pon he. true, she hath once lov'd he, and he her, but...things were different now. he hath already left her once, what would happen if he 'twas to do it again? a sharp toss o' dish'd profile is given, before turning t'ward alpha brujo, an affectionate nudge o' chisel'd visage given 'pon his muscled shoulder. she hath always had feelings t'ward he, but she 'twas careful to keep them hidden...for her sake...and for his. t' old lead, "Diablo's Image," certainly wouldn't hath agreed with it, therefore, her feelings were left unknown. confusion 'twas still evident though, for she hath once had feeling for he dubb'd, "Demon of Hell," as well...but...her feelings for Danger were now stronger. 'mitting a soft snort, a brief nudge is given t'ward friesian brujo, a faint whicker 'mitt'd from alto chords. they could still be friends, but she wish'd to be with Danger.....who 'twas her true love all along|%|