Rainforest Cliffs
07-17-2017, 09:01 PM
The younger one he likes. She smiles to him, and the colt can feel a warmth spread through him, beyond just the flames upon his back. She was older than he, but not by much. Her sturdy voice and mind reminded him of his other friend and he feels pulled up by it. His own voice was thereby stronger than before when he answers. “I’m Galahad.” His head dips, but then he turns to the older mare.
All the warmth he felt nearly blew out as he met her narrowed icy stare. His harks twist back slightly, suddenly unsure and feeling he interrupted. He’d done that with Ma and Da before, but they hadn’t been like this. Of course, maybe the other foal had disturbed her? Woken her? The colt took a step back, but he tries to keep going. Castiella had been…a bit much to take in, but he liked her in the end. “Nice to meet you…” It trails, showing his unsure grasp of the situation and her glances.
The colt had not been exposed to hate before. Though Da and Ma had been very open at the world, and the colt knew fear, loneliness and others he shouldn’t yet, he hadn’t found hate. Not that he could name this either. All the colt could tell was the mare seemed cold hearted. It was hard for the babe to even know it was directed to him. So when he shifted with awkwardness that he couldn’t even identify, he voice returned to its unsure start. “Is this your tree?” His eyes look from the girl back to the older mare, unsure of the difference in the two or what he had just walked into.
OOC:: I'm sorry it is short!
@Zahra @Gwyn
All the warmth he felt nearly blew out as he met her narrowed icy stare. His harks twist back slightly, suddenly unsure and feeling he interrupted. He’d done that with Ma and Da before, but they hadn’t been like this. Of course, maybe the other foal had disturbed her? Woken her? The colt took a step back, but he tries to keep going. Castiella had been…a bit much to take in, but he liked her in the end. “Nice to meet you…” It trails, showing his unsure grasp of the situation and her glances.
The colt had not been exposed to hate before. Though Da and Ma had been very open at the world, and the colt knew fear, loneliness and others he shouldn’t yet, he hadn’t found hate. Not that he could name this either. All the colt could tell was the mare seemed cold hearted. It was hard for the babe to even know it was directed to him. So when he shifted with awkwardness that he couldn’t even identify, he voice returned to its unsure start. “Is this your tree?” His eyes look from the girl back to the older mare, unsure of the difference in the two or what he had just walked into.
OOC:: I'm sorry it is short!
@Zahra @Gwyn
