It was a beautiful day, in Aisling's opinion - then again, every day was a beautiful day in Aisling's opinion. For the rest of the world, it was a pretty nice day considering it was mid-April and Scotland. It wasn't raining, at least, and the sun had even deigned to poke its head out from behind the clouds every now and then. All in all, not bad.

The grass by the lake was wet with dew, but that didn't stop Aisling from flopping down by the water to look up at the sky. It was a Sunday, she'd done all the homework she could remember, and exams were far enough away to be put on the back burner. In short, it was the perfect day to laze on the grass and let the giant squid tickle her toes.

Aisling closed her eyes, letting the fickle sunlight warm her face, and hummed softly to herself. After a few minutes, she sat up, examining the ground at the edge of the lake. She picked up a flat, smooth stone and drew her arm back, closing one eye to aim. Her arm shot forward and she released the stone, counting as it hit the surface of the lake one, two, three times before sinking. Skipping stones was like knocking on a door, she thought. When after a few moments nothing happened, she picked up another two stones, holding them together and skipping them the same as before. This time, the skipping rocks appeared to be one for the first two skips - and then as one rock sunk, a second seemed to appear out of it and skipped once more before sinking.

Hopefully that would get someone's attention.

"Nice form." The soft voice came from the opposite side of one of the large trees down by the lake. Cadance stepped out into view. She had been using the lazy Sunday afternoon to stroll through the grounds. Her usual high fashion couture had been traded in for something just as classy but far more comfortable. A breezy empire waist, shoulderless peasant top and a gypsy skirt. Her golden curls hung loosely around her bare shoulders held back back a silvery scarf tied as a head band. The easy breezy spring attire drew attention from the small belly she had been growing.

While rumors were starting to be whispered through the castle halls, brought on by the senior's suddenly lack of corsets (a fashion she had taken to since her very first year) Cadence had yet to officially confirm her pregnancy. However it was only a matter of time before she could no longer hide it.

She bent delicately, her high heeled dragonhide boots making doing so quite the feat, and picked up a stone. She held it between her thumb and forefinger before tossing it to the lake. The stone skipped five times before falling beneath the surface, "my grandfather taught me how to skip stones in the lake behind one of his Ranches. It was the only non ladylike activity he allowed me to indulge in." She smiled sweetly to the younger girl.

"Nice form."

Aisling tore her eyes from the surface of the lake to look for the source of the voice - it wasn't one she recognized. She watched as an older girl appeared from behind a tree. Her first thought was that a dryad had come to talk to her, only, weren't dryads usually naked? The girl looked like she could be a spirit of the forest, though, and Aisling appreciated that.

"You look like a willow," she said by way of greeting, and watched as the older girl tossed a stone - five skips! Aisling clapped. "That ought to get his attention. Did you come by to talk to him too?"

She tilted her head to one side as she listened, auburn hair swishing against the grass. "Being a lady must be awfully stiff. No room to wiggle your toes. Did you grow up on a lake?" A pause. "I'm Aisling, by the way. Would you like to sit down? He ought to be answering the door any minute now."

Cadance smiled sweetly. She was thankful that her change in attire was still appreciated. She could have easily charmed her old wardrobe to accommodate her 'condition' but there was no guarantee the charms would last as long as she needed them to. It was easier to just slightly adjust. After all she only had a month and a bit left of school. She wouldn't be too obviously pregnant by then and by the time she was properly showing she'd only have a few weeks to endure before escaping.

She tilted her head in consideration of the younger girl. She didn't know her but knew for sure she wasn't a Slytherin. She rarely associated with anyone outside of her own house but it was also nice to talk with someone who had no idea who she was. There were less expectations that way. However she had no idea what the younger girl was talking about, "Him?"

She shook her head, "No. No lake by my own house but there is one near our Summer Home and of course around a couple of the Ranches my Grandfather owns." Cadance had never shied away from letting those around her know that she came from money. It was something she had picked up from her mother. She didn't equate it to the level of importance that a lot of her family did but there was also no sense in hiding it the way her cousin did. She had no control over the family she was born into, what was the sense in hiding it?

She took a seat as she was invited, "Being a lady takes a lot of work but it can be very fulfilling as well." Not that she actually believed that but she had kept up the charade for this long, why not hold to it for a few more weeks? Once she was graduated she could finally live the life she wanted instead of the one expected of her, "Men tend to respect a lady far more than a scamp." That part she at least believed in.

Cadance turned her attention back to the lake, "So who is it we're waiting for?"