The Stables [morning]

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Aravis had been somewhat irritated by her transformation, in a stunning change of pace. She was, however, grateful that she was once again somewhat attractive, and that she had located her set of simple male clothing, though it was a touch small on her. Because of course now she just had to be tall, didn't she?

In any case, she tried to approach Trenor as cautiously as she could, hoping that her smell stayed the same and he wouldn't be wary. If nothing else, she had apples, and he would never say no to those, even if from a stranger.

[open toooooo, yes.]

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[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Shut up," Aravis said good-naturedly, rolling her eyes. "I'm not surprised I'm a bit, er, muscular. I look rather a lot like my brother, this way."

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

"You have a brother?" Mat replied. "I only have sisters."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Two brothers. Rishti was older, Ardeeb is much, much younger," she said, trying to offer Trenor another apple. Trenor, naturally, was terribly resistant to this. Really.

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Mat noted the past tense. "I have four sisters," he said. "Two older, two younger. I never got away with anything with that many pairs of eyes watching for me to make a misstep."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure," she said, laughing at that. "I had a similar problem with my nurses. It's amazingly difficult to do anything fun as a young Tarkheena."

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

"And our village was very, very, very small," Mat lamented. "It got to the point where if anything went wrong, I was automatically to blame."

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"Completely unfounded, I'm sure," she laughed.

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Mat gave her his very best--and well practiced--innocent look. "They could very rarely prove anything."