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12-18-2014, 07:57 AM
W I N D The words he yelled brought a ton of adrenaline in it's wake and testosterone kicked in, forcing the body to do anything but keep still. So he danced around, hair flaring and nostrils puking out air before it sucked it back in again. With it came an unfamiliar, yet desired scent. His ears peaked as he looked the way he had come, almost expecting to see Ed drag himself along the forest floor to make his apology. It wasn't Ed, but a grey dappled horse. His first thought was that it was kind of pretty with it's horns standing out from it's face, even though it seemed like such an safety hazard. The second thought made his dance stop, as he was sure he'd seen a horse like this before, minus the horns of course. Then he realized he may not be alone anymore. How the hell should he feel about it? Here he was, thinking he was alone and suddenly some soul comes and mess things up. He stared at the horse for a few seconds, drawing in the scent again and again, before he opened his mouth. "Shoo." Yeah, that would show it! Nothing says I-am-fucked-in-the-head better than shooing someone off. But then again, he had never thought of himself as smart or even a tad clever. No, he was a survivor and a tree-lover. That's him; the not-so-smart-but-extremely-sexy-tree-loving-maniac. |
OOC - Wow..
Tags - @[Niskaru]
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I hate and I love. Why, you may ask?
I don’t know, but it’s happening, and I burn.
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