Scarecrow

At least she smiled, that was the most her could ask for. Usually when he didn't respond, the freaking out would usually occur. Either they would run away in fear of being possessed by a non existent demon, or they felt incredible pity for they felt he was too frail to take care of himself. Neither of them was true, though the latter was more probable. Today, he did look thin and frail, but he wasn't when he was at his usual robust glory. Even if he didn't prefer to fight, did that mean he could not defend himself? Certainly not, such a pity to know that all these horses have such violent reactions to him. If only he could show them, but that, after all, was the icing of the cake. If they hadn't already run to the hills, they did after that screaming that they wished their eyes would burn from their head and their memory erased so no demon could feed on their brains.

That is why he flinches, even in the glow of her smile. His reaction is vulgar, and he rears before falling backwards a few steps landing back on the sand. His heart beats wildly, hoping she had not been touched by him. If she had, the results could be devastating. Even though he had no wild images in his mind, she would see herself through his perspective, and how would she deal with that? His eyes stood wide and dumbfounded, he wanted to scream, to cry out but no words would come. This wretched curse was both a blessing and a gift. He could hide himself, but in the times when the situation needed words, he was useless.

The scarecrow hung swinging from his neck, and the way it bobbed made it look like it was laughing at him. He pushed his nose into his chest, forcing the little poppet to stop its mocking movement. Cerin's eyes were closed by now, to afraid to look up to see if she had run for the hills. The Gods above know that now the weird antlered guy who was the leader would kick him out. Gaucho already assumed he was useless, so why keep a bag of worthless flesh around? His mind reeled, where would he go now? Would he be forced to follow that other filly to her home, to the Worlds Edge? He hoped that if it came to that, he would be spared and allowed to run free. He would go there for sure, and this time, maybe this Edge will keep him safe, and out of the eyes of the sun.

[ooc: @[Spice] yes please ^^ :) || also if it didn't make sense, basically if spice decides to take some tap/hit from him rearing near her face, she'll see herself through his eyes.]

these words are all we have