For the "I want to..." meme -- Cinna stood on her tiptoes with a grin, still needing to look up into the glowing eyes of the powerful Xaela in front of her. "I would very much like to sit on the roof of the Dawn Throne with you," she purred, swishing her tail back & forth, "and gaze up at the glittering stars of the Steppe."
Perplexed by the woman’s declaration, Saran offered her a silent stare with his ember hues. Almost glowering at her in question, the stare lingered with a hint of ominous contemplation. The dotharl found himself, during this pause, repeating her words again and again like one would gloss over their own notes thrice. When he finally came to the end of his little thought process, the dortharl lifted his head slowly and turned his head with a deliberately slow sway as he redirected his attention out and in the direction of which the Steppes resided.
“Yes well,” Started Saran coolly, “Since the Oronir no longer reign supreme, it would be considerably empowering to stand and look down upon them for a change.” The dotharl muttered but then, following a pause, rolled his shoudlers in a shrug as his eyes slid back to look to her sidelong. From the corner of his eyes, “And I hear the view of the stars above is in fact, considerably, vibrant.”
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