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10-01-2014, 07:59 PM
She listens, quiet with her lips sewed together to not come off as rude dare she interrupt their stories. Each story or tale is drunk slowly, basking in the sweet taste of their unique style. She thinks of the red flowers in her mane and thinks of Rei's story, how maybe it'd be nice of her to offer it as a gift but doesn't because there is still some sort of annoyance about the loud antics of the spotted mare, and the resemblance of someone she doesn't want to remember that keep her silent and unspoken. The colt reminds her of when she was small, how it seemed so recent when she was almost at the edge to move away.
The colt is quiet, and she blinks momentarily. Is it her turn to share a story? Should she even ask for such lovely gifts, in case it be seen as greedy? Within, she's greedy, and though she doesn't want to ask, has already found something to ask for.
"There's a fish, one I used to admire as a foal that Adrixaura-"my mother"-used to talk about that came from where she used to live. It was shaped like a teardrop, except more narrow and fanned out at the thinnest end. They were blue with gold and black, or white with red and black spots. She always talked about them because her mother adored them when she was little. They're called Koi, if I remember correctly."
She sighs, heaving forth with her chest and nostrils flaring, dipping her head in. She refuses to ask for it, remaining to herself after her explanation.
OOC: LOOK WHO POSTED? YAAAY. xD
Anyway, not the best, but huge thanks to Shady for this and to everyone else involved for their patientance with me.
@[Nasreen]
you were angels,
so much more than everything
:: please tag me
:: minor force and power play allowed
