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“Well, yes, but I keep my distance. I usually just do my own thing without anyone to bother me. Everyone is with everyone so I just stay apart because I am different than them.” He says calmly. The real reason he said he was “different” than them is because he just doesn't personally like most of them. He is just too full of himself to realize that they are good natured and are accepting.
The handsome brute looks at her. She had a kind look about her. She seemed naive, but in a good way. She was so innocent, something that he could never say about a horse. Trying to be nice he catches her gaze giving her a smile. He knew what he needed to do even though he dreaded the words that rolled out of his mouth. “Do you want me to show you to the herd? I mean I could, if you wanted me to, but only to get there because I just stay around by myself and just do whatever I feel like. It doesn't matter to me if you want to stay here and explore of go, but either way I probably won’t stay long.” He said with regret. He really did want to stay with her, but not with the herd. If she chose to stay with him, he guessed that maybe he would show her around and maybe help her if she needed it.
The handsome brute looks at her. She had a kind look about her. She seemed naive, but in a good way. She was so innocent, something that he could never say about a horse. Trying to be nice he catches her gaze giving her a smile. He knew what he needed to do even though he dreaded the words that rolled out of his mouth. “Do you want me to show you to the herd? I mean I could, if you wanted me to, but only to get there because I just stay around by myself and just do whatever I feel like. It doesn't matter to me if you want to stay here and explore of go, but either way I probably won’t stay long.” He said with regret. He really did want to stay with her, but not with the herd. If she chose to stay with him, he guessed that maybe he would show her around and maybe help her if she needed it.
