His embarrassment is nearly immeasurable when yet another female arrives and so shortly after Vlasi has decided to decorate his head with a spot of poo. The bird is squawking in a way that imitates laughter as the stallion is left to flounder mentally. Should he say something? He wonders if he should apologize for what Vlasi has so rudely done. He wonders if the bird will do the same thing to one of the mares that has walked up and it makes him flick his tail and shift his weight nervously. Both mares speak and he looks from one to the other, still wondering if he should speak when the pale mare finally asks him if he can. His blue eyes lock on her and he nods his head that, yes, he can speak then he pauses and gives a short shake of his head.

"Yes I can. No I don't like to."

There is no way either of the mares will understand and he is aware of this but the young stallion remains quiet and chooses to watch them. He mentally notes the way the younger one looks at him. Was that adoration he saw shining in her eyes? Why, he wonders. Why would she adore him? The other mare the younger girl didn't seem so infatuated, he wonders if this is the word he wants to use, with. Even when his name is inquired again he remains quiet and chooses to stare at the bird who has taken to the sky after being assured by the one that calls herself Mermaid that Vadim is in no danger.

His attention is immediately drawn back to Mermaid as she mentions a final shape and his ears strain forward. She's seen them before, then, he wonders. His mouth opens then closes again and his ears suddenly tilt back as his gaze raises to the sky again. He has many questions about what he has gotten himself into, but none that anyone can answer because he knows of no one else that has a companion that can change shapes.

She speaks again and it makes a small smile curve the corners of the stallions mouth, but rather than try to tell Vlasi to rinse her mess off of his head he turns and trots toward the ocean. His head slips down to the water and he stamps his hooves into it to splash the water onto his head until he is satisfied that the poo is gone and he is presentable. Then he turns and walks back toward the mares and looks from one to the other. "Be-tter?" His voice cracks and he clears his throat then looks expectantly at the mares.

@[Mermaid]
@[Abishia]

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Vadim

Master, Master, you promised only lies.