A hush settles

[multaekappae]

 There was no hypothetical observer to notice the elderly pegasus ambling through the throng of cautious onlookers. The pony-folk carefully pushed aside barely even registered the intrusion.

The stallion paused some ten paces away, at the edge of the clearing, to watch the blue pony approach the griffoness. They seemed to know each other, her chest stopped heaving quite so much, the mad look in her eyes retreated, even if it was only for the moment. And then the young stallion opened his mouth, and the elder pony had to resist clapping a hoof over his own face.

"Ako...? You need to calm down... This is a library." He stated, as though that helped matters. "What's going on?"

Finally, the old pony caught the eye of one of the security personnel who were trying to move in without setting off the sword-wielding predator. The security captain eyed the elder, raising an eyebrow. The pegasus shook his head, held up a hoof in a warding gesture. The security specialist frowned, but nodded nonetheless.

The pegasus with the maroon-faded to a rusty pink coat and naturally silver/ashy mane waited, watching, breath held. 'Might as well give the lady a chance to reply, but this is all wrong.'