[ladies, ladies!] -- The Black Lands

.and so she comes. she came! she came without boxes or bags, ribbons or tags. she came knowing the reception planned for her, knowing how thin her life-line was. she came, straight in to the jaws of the lion. and she did it with confidence, without faltering. he was surprised and pleased to see his own jezebels seemed to have diminished her arrogance somewhat, and yet, they did not stop there. they picked at her, prodded her, smirked and sneered. it was usual behaviour to play with newcomers, it kept them amused, and he didn't mind. but please, ladies! let's not make threats on her life before we even know her! erratic was deflecting the insults thrown at her quite effectively, and while painting of black at first expected alibi and dare devil to embrace this and cool off a little, they disregarded it and kept up with their attack. oh, this will not do. i can't have you scaring away every chick i invite here! a sigh serpentines from his slack jaws as he realizes intevention is unavoidable. in a purposeful but nonchalont pace he saunters over to the trio, maw extended. in a pleasant motion he slides the thick probiscis up the guard's neck, and then moves to dare devil and nips affectionately at her withers. oo, she was making a lovely comeback. then his shadowy ooids roll over to erratic, and a sly smile graces his features. when he speaks, his attention remains fixed on her, though his words are directed at alibi and dare devil, and the rest of the mares sure to arrive and offer their their two-cents.

[girls, girls, this is no way to treat a guest! i had expected a little more maturity from you! certainly you may play with newcomers and test their reaction, but if the reaction is good, that is the signal that you need to back off and embrace a new member to our family! you may carry on as you are, but please to keep in mine, i brought her here because i believed she had the wit and strength to survive: i should hope you can see the same qualities]