She couldn't help but watch how he reacted. Rather than beg and plead for information regarding his sister, he remained withdrawn about asking many questions. Instead, she saw how he spoke of his bloodline, proud of it and how his parents had bestowed his siblings with lovely pelts. She snorted lightly and watched him with an incredulous gaze. "You and your siblings are not alone," she stated. "My brothers and sisters -- of Artenie and Armada blood -- we all can hold our own in royal blood and regal looks." Her cobalt chest puffed up in pride before she did a tight circle and showed off her golden markings. "I am sure you agree?" She watched him with vibrant turquoise eyes as she waited for his reaction.
As he continued to speak of being sure he could tromp his sister's brave acts, Pandora thought back to the magical night she had shared with Isolde. Female company, one whose time and persona were worth it, was hard to come by outside of Pandora's family. She hadn't met many girls who could keep up with her and she was sure those existing wouldn't dare try. Isolde, however, was different. She hadn't tried to master Pandora's presence, but had become enthralled with her. The cobalt babe had eaten it up and was hoping that the Appaloosa prince would do the same. "She slipped through the trickiest of tight spots in the briar thicket. She followed someone whose worth was more than anyone else's she had ever met...and she knows how to keep a cool head, even when she is excited." Pandora watched the boy with interest before licking her black lips with her salmon pink tongue. "She also knows how to be tender and speak volumes without saying a word."