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12-19-2014, 08:39 PM
The girl hadn’t seen it coming. When he rears, she takes a step forward to steady him, her muzzle reaching out…
Suddenly she could not speak kind words. She saw herself, a look of concern glazing in her eyes and she wanted to speak. But she could not. Something had held her back from getting the words out. Something stopped her from showing emotions through words. And she didn’t like it. She felt fear. A lot of it. She didn’t like the feeling of something she could not push away, engulf her from all sides.
And then it was all over. She pulled her muzzle away, leaving contact with him. “What was that?” She asked, her eyes glazed over with something like fear and confusion. Wonder mixed in between. She wanted to know what that was and how it had happened. “What happened? How did you do that?”
She wasn’t scared…not much. Just…thoughtful. What was that and how in the world did he do it? She wondered why and how that was even possible. As interesting as it was, she was still a bit scared of it. Not specifically of him, just…whatever that was.
“Did you do that?” She asked, her eyes flashing with thoughtful consideration of this boy. “How..?”
She realized she was only asking questions. Nodding silently and quickly, she let herself calm down. Looking back up at him, she caught his eye, trying to read him. He hadn’t said anything yet.
“Sorry. I meant…I’m not trying to be mean, but…How in the world did you do that?” Spice’s eyes glazed with thought. “I don’t understand…?” Her eyes danced to the sandy ground. Watching at the sand and rocks, and their meeting points. How they collided and somehow made her want to stare more...
She looked up at him, having a stupid idea. Her eyes glistened as she reached out again, unafraid of what it might become of...
She made contact with his seemingly-frail body. Her warm muzzle brushing buckskin pelt. She could feel a fear and a mute kind...pain...She could see herself, reaching out to him. She pulled back. She looked at him in a new way. "I'm sorry..." the girl didn't exactly get how that was possible, that seeing herself thing.
{@[Cerin]}
ooc;; c: Sorry for the lateness!
Suddenly she could not speak kind words. She saw herself, a look of concern glazing in her eyes and she wanted to speak. But she could not. Something had held her back from getting the words out. Something stopped her from showing emotions through words. And she didn’t like it. She felt fear. A lot of it. She didn’t like the feeling of something she could not push away, engulf her from all sides.
And then it was all over. She pulled her muzzle away, leaving contact with him. “What was that?” She asked, her eyes glazed over with something like fear and confusion. Wonder mixed in between. She wanted to know what that was and how it had happened. “What happened? How did you do that?”
She wasn’t scared…not much. Just…thoughtful. What was that and how in the world did he do it? She wondered why and how that was even possible. As interesting as it was, she was still a bit scared of it. Not specifically of him, just…whatever that was.
“Did you do that?” She asked, her eyes flashing with thoughtful consideration of this boy. “How..?”
She realized she was only asking questions. Nodding silently and quickly, she let herself calm down. Looking back up at him, she caught his eye, trying to read him. He hadn’t said anything yet.
“Sorry. I meant…I’m not trying to be mean, but…How in the world did you do that?” Spice’s eyes glazed with thought. “I don’t understand…?” Her eyes danced to the sandy ground. Watching at the sand and rocks, and their meeting points. How they collided and somehow made her want to stare more...
She looked up at him, having a stupid idea. Her eyes glistened as she reached out again, unafraid of what it might become of...
She made contact with his seemingly-frail body. Her warm muzzle brushing buckskin pelt. She could feel a fear and a mute kind...pain...She could see herself, reaching out to him. She pulled back. She looked at him in a new way. "I'm sorry..." the girl didn't exactly get how that was possible, that seeing herself thing.
{@[Cerin]}
ooc;; c: Sorry for the lateness!
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