Do You See Colour?
12-09-2013, 09:40 PM
She would rock onto her haunches, finding that standing for too long often made her dizzy. It wouldn't do well to give a bad first impression upon meeting Satis. Sendoa knew of the fondness Isardis had for the girl. She would dip her head gently as Satis bowed, finding the gesture to be unnecessary, but pleasant nevertheless. Satis would then ask if she were expecting, and a gentle chuckle would exhume from Sendoa's maw. ?I am." An ear would flicker idly, ?Children of Isardis.? It wasn't as if it were a secret who their father was, nor would she ever attempt to hide it. Sendoa was proud that entirely Armada blood sired these children. She would glance down to her stomach, though the size of her womb could not yet have told of her pregnancy. She then deduced that it was her scent, and decided to remember that should she go venturing out beyond Glaciem borders. If her scent was a dead giveaway she would need to be careful. Satis' scent was not entirely of Glaciem, and Sendoa immediately wondered if she'd only just gotten home. ?You haven't been back long, have you?? She would inquire rather curiously, her head tilting to the side just a bit. ?speech,? |