He was so big! He was right, this young foal was perfectly useful for his plans. What were those plans? Why, to have someone in his guard of course! He was even providing knew and interesting ideas already! Kingsfoil tilted his head to the side as he considered the colt's words finally coming to the conclusion that, "Hey! You're right! She should be honored! My Dad and I could have killed her but we didn't! We've given her the great honor to serve a cause far greater than herself!" Yeah! It was all coming together! This guy was so smart! It was even rubbing off on him! Not only was he big but he had brains too... veeeery useful.

Kingsfoil began to walk around Euron, looking at him. "Well, if you don't have parents then my Dad could take you." After all, if he'd taken rhino children which were huge, ugly, and clumpy then he could certainly take a streamlined horse. They looked sort of alike, anyway. He stopped circling and came to a stop in front of the foal. "Hey! Hush that up! The herbivores are talking." He snapped at Kutu. "Oh! Were you listening, Kutu? You should feel honored to serve me. You have one of the highest honors, getting to be a prince's slave." His tiny muzzle turned up into a sneer before he smiled at the gray foal.

"You should come meet Father. He'll get you all sorted out!" The young stag's tail began to wiggle back and forth excitedly.

@Ashtoreth
@Euron

Ashtoreth listened dully as the herbivores spoke above her, talking about how she was supposed to be honored and how happy they were to have found each other, how they were awesome and she was a useless piece of shit that deserved all of it. The noodle had heard it enough times as it was, and now she didn't care to really argue. She knew that out there somewhere was a world where her carnivore family lived in peace and happiness without her.

The prince stopped and glared bullets down at her, and she met him with her tired stare and didn't look away this time. She was so tired, in so much pain, and there was not an ounce of sympathy in him. His father had taken it all out of him, and he would do the same to Euron, until their little family was cold and heartless and powerful. She swallowed, remembering Eosphoros, putting his image in the for front of her mind as she tried to summon his music.

The air hummed, for a moment, and a pain sparked through her throat. Her wings twitched, the song between her feathers, and she tried, desperately, to defy him-- but something snapped inside of her, and the child let out a weak, pathetic cough as she recoiled into herself, the air turning into a screaming buzz around her.

"...high͏̺̬̳̥ͅę̫͓̗̝͇̻st̩͚̺ͅ ̧̣̤̳͈͓̼̻h̤̪̥̭o͓͕͖NƠR̝̹̟̮ H̻̼̟̯̦O̢̫͈͎N̤̠̪͞O̜R̸̪Ȩ̼̫ͅD͏͙ H̬̮͍̗͜ͅO͈̯͙̠̣̭̲Ṉ̲̺̖̤̝O̭̮̯̘̮̜RE͎̼͈͚D̤̻͓̠̖̟̠ ͎̰̼Ḩ̤O̥̣͔N͓̩̥Ơ̞͈̗R̩̗͡E͠D̴̙̫̼͈ͅ Y̨̙̻̠̱̻̠̼̗̞͉̮̘̣̗ͅO̶̪̗̱̠͎͔̥̳͚͇̥̜̥̰͘͞Ư͚͓̭̗̩̯̳͉̦͕̺̝ͅ ̴̨̨̦̭̞̤͚̯̼̺̦̻̞̬̠̲͓̫͝ͅS̭̱̼̭͕̜͞ͅH̀͞͏͙̥̱̙̜̣͈̪͇O̵͠͏̷҉̞̮̯̖͍̫̲̪̙̫͈̥͓̻̭̩͓̠͙Ṵ̠̫̜̣̩̩̖͈̥̕L̶̝̠͉̬͓̩͉̦̲͜D̗̳̭̜͉͕̪̤̫̝͟͜ ̡͈͕̭̻͓͍͈̱̬̭̠͓̣̼͓̜̰̕B̬̜̱͖̪̳̬̦̥̕É̸͇͉̗̭͕̳̭̠͙̰̱̻͉ ̶̘̼̪͇͉͉̟͡Ḫ̳̞̞̕͜ͅO̞̥̜̱̺̜̣͖̲͓͔̬̩͇̰̘̩̠͢͟͟Ń̷̡̫͈̱̗̳͍̦̱͉͚̙̫̤̭O̞̻͓̭̭̯͓̟͉̹͍̟͓̖̤̭̦̜̕͠R̯̹̖̝͉̻̟͈̀͞E̷̡͈̹̝̗̰̞̤̯̻̠̻̹̘͍̭̼͠D̸̨̥̘̩̠̫̣̟̲̱͘͜͝!""

Ashtoreth drew a look of uncertainty from Euron oncemore; there lingered in his mind a question as to how they were treating her, the ethics of this. It did stand to reason that they were superior-- Kingsfoil had already made this clear, and if they both thought it than it must be true, and she was so easily cowed. Nevertheless, when she recoiled into herself, the air vibrating from the effects of her spell, and Euron felt a hint of doubt.

But, if he had to make a choice between the weak-- the one who was controlled, on Kingsfoil's back, obedient and enslaved and suffering-- and the strong-- who was doing the enslaving and the carrying-- Euron would always choose the strong.

"What's she doing?" he asked uncertainly, but that was all the attention he spared to her beneath Kingsfoil's gaze, all the concern, and pulled himself back to the promises Kingsfoil had made him. He straitened, nodding proudly. "I would love to meet your father, he sounds like a powerful person." and he would be, too, if that was where Kingsfoil derived his power.

((I wasn't sure if Euron would be able to perceive the failed mimicry spell so i tried to leave it vague as to whether he's reacting to that or Ashtoreth's reaction to that. ♥))

♥Cecil♠Shafaer♣