One Jewel: Diamond in a Tiara [Video | Water Trough]

[destinedforrock]

[A rippling image shows on the network. Someone has connected on the surface of water. The connector's voice comes across clearly - it's a lilting voice like a young woman's - but if you try and try to make out what the image is, you'll find it most recognizable as the face of a white horse, leaning into the water, head slightly turned to get a good look with those wide-set eyes - mouth moving with the words.]

Hello?

I think I'm still not quite clear on a few things... What was all of that about "were-wolves" in the so-called Dead District of town? ...What a name.

I do hope that problem has been contained! It has, hasn't it? I'm a bit - confined - where I live, you see, and if there is any reason that I should have to keep watch for any... wild beasts, stalking around my master's home, well, I'd certainly like to know -- especially what with there being two foals living here!

[There's a scratching sound, the horse pawing at the ground before it turns its head to look into the water out of the corner of its other eye.]

...This is how this works, isn't it? Tell me, tell me that someone can hear me. Any part of it!

Anyone!

Comments

[amberhearted]

Just curious, then?

[destinedforrock]

Well, my fence may keep me in, but how do I know how well it would keep other things out? I wouldn't want to be closed in with a monster. And besides - as I was saying... [During the time that he was apparently stuck on "This horse is talking".] ...two of my masters are but foals and it wouldn't do for them to be under threat of being attacked my some sort of wolf.

[amberhearted]

[ his face crinkles up in confusion. two of her masters are foals? since when did foals run the show? ]

Well, I... I haven't heard of them leaving there. [ he sounds distracted. ] It's not unwise to be prepared, of course, but... Your masters-- they're people, right?

[destinedforrock]

They are humans, yes.

[amberhearted]

[ sheepish grin. ]

Well, you called them foals, so I wasn't sure. They kids? Ah, not- not goat kids-- human kids.

[destinedforrock]

Linda is almost nine years old. Michael is six.

[amberhearted]

Ohhh, yeah. [ he gets why she's worried about their safety now. ]

Do they know about you talking?

[destinedforrock]

Dear me, no! Can you imagine? Why, one night when I was a filly, dear Linda invited all of her friends out to see me and take turns trying as they might to fit me into costume dresses! They would try to share it all around, and then where on Earth would I be?

Don't you worry! I may not be a member of human society, but I know the value of a secret!

[Especially theirs.]

[amberhearted]

[ his brows rise in amused curiosity. ]

Yeah? Did they succeed?

[ ooc: sorry for the delay! ]