As the conversation moves forward, the bay grows the audacity to mock the tinted window. A shame? Nothing was shameful here. The colors might have been dull, but they were still glorious and intriguing. She says nothing to defend what the girl has called a shame. Instead, she forms the idea that she should merely leave. This was obviously a place that she loved and she didn't particularily enjoy hearing it spoken about in a negative way. Not to mention, she was with two younglings that would probably enjoy time alone. Though it poured outside, the golden rabbit decided she wanted to leave. She would say her goodbyes in a moment, but she desired to stay just a moment longer, not for the horses, but for herself. This place brought her joy and serenity, so she intended to stay as long as comfortable.
She made no other move to communicate with her company, finding anymore conversation with them would be superfluous. While she may inadvertently come off rude, that is far from her intention. Her mind traveled to the murders that have occurred recently. She was horrified. Would she be next? Those that died, they were probably loved by someone, and it nearly brought tears to her orbs when she thought about the sorrow their families must feel. Oh, what a twisted world. She continued thinking to herself, ignoring the younglings for the most part.
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