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05-20-2016, 09:45 AM
The pearly coated stallion is oddly submissive, skimming his eyes over the old man in wary, apologetic glances. He wonders if the stranger is naturally overcautious or if his obvious discomfort – the shuffling of his hooves, the lowered neck, the planed ears, the whispering goddamnit these ears aren’t what they used to be - is the result of some traumatizing past. There has to be some kind of bad experience or maybe an unseen physical handicap for anyone, let alone a young, otherwise healthy looking stallion to fear an old wisp of a man beyond the bite of his words. Even gangly-legs here could probably knock him over with little more than an exuberant sneeze.
He appreciates the reverence though, a sentimentrarely never expressed by his previous acquaintances or fellow herd members (even despite his following most of the rules, which is total bullshit) and holds himself a little straighter for it, the backward slant of his ears softening. “I suppose so.” He concedes, his change in tone and expression conveying a shift from anger to curiosity. “Are you lost? Or just enjoy the bitter cold? You look too thin for that.” A shiver rolls forward from his tail, over his shoulders, and up to his poll, whipping his ears down against the back of his head again. “And so am I, for that matter.”
Standing still, his shield of exertion induced warmth is quickly evaporating and letting the icy fingers of the so called ‘Frostbreath’ wrap around his gaunt and threadbare frame. For thehundredth thousandth time he mentally praises the CandyCorn – get it? ‘cause he’s a unicorn made of candy – for weaving and gifting him the scarf of thick cotton tied around his neck, gently shaking himself to loosen it from its folds and spread a protective layer of fluff from withers to poll. He might look silly, actually he knows that he does, but when was the last time he gave half a rats ass about that?
OOC// @Seanan
He appreciates the reverence though, a sentiment
Standing still, his shield of exertion induced warmth is quickly evaporating and letting the icy fingers of the so called ‘Frostbreath’ wrap around his gaunt and threadbare frame. For the
OOC// @Seanan
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