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01-01-2013, 06:35 PM
His warm glowing smile returned with her every word. Her word's merged between two things, happiness, and vibrancy.
The day had been long and moving at a snails pace. Though so much has happened in the past few moments, he couldn't help but feel a need to take this slow and really soak this all in. His mind still couldn't wrap around it. He wasn't sure what to think. He refused to remain still, resorting to slightly flicking his head, staring at the femme who had taken him in.
Her lungs inflated and pushed a long, happy breath through slightly flared nostrils. He had finally found a place he'd be able to settle. A land to call his home. No more wandering, searching, praying, hoping. He could finally have a home to grow his strengthening muscles. He had a distinct feeling in the back of his mind, it was joyful and warm. He was going to get a home that very day. The land was probably going to smell strange, but maybe it held a comforting lust. He had always taken comfort in places that were more open and had green grass, and many horses. He adored open water, but some places couldn't hod it all.. The land he had been born in was awful. No water, grass, and barely any life.
He reminded himself to speak to the mare and not be deadly silent. "Flying doesn't give you freedom. Most think that, but it is easily obtainable you just had to run.. in an open field as the wind whips your mane and tail. It feels like gliding, and that is the best substitute." He looked at her gingerly. He already thought good of her. She was going to give him a home and friends. Are you coming? Of course he was! "Of course, Ma'lady. I would never pass such an opportunity..." He gave her a short curious smile as she looked back at him. In a matter of seconds he was in a brisk trot. "Here's the real question. Are you coming?"
In that quick moment his heart was warmed and pleasant to be around this mare. He powerful neck was arched and his muscles were now highlighted. A true warrior yes, but he had no scars.. from lack of fights. Heavy training would be needed to ensure he'd be a reliable warrior...
The day had been long and moving at a snails pace. Though so much has happened in the past few moments, he couldn't help but feel a need to take this slow and really soak this all in. His mind still couldn't wrap around it. He wasn't sure what to think. He refused to remain still, resorting to slightly flicking his head, staring at the femme who had taken him in.
Her lungs inflated and pushed a long, happy breath through slightly flared nostrils. He had finally found a place he'd be able to settle. A land to call his home. No more wandering, searching, praying, hoping. He could finally have a home to grow his strengthening muscles. He had a distinct feeling in the back of his mind, it was joyful and warm. He was going to get a home that very day. The land was probably going to smell strange, but maybe it held a comforting lust. He had always taken comfort in places that were more open and had green grass, and many horses. He adored open water, but some places couldn't hod it all.. The land he had been born in was awful. No water, grass, and barely any life.
He reminded himself to speak to the mare and not be deadly silent. "Flying doesn't give you freedom. Most think that, but it is easily obtainable you just had to run.. in an open field as the wind whips your mane and tail. It feels like gliding, and that is the best substitute." He looked at her gingerly. He already thought good of her. She was going to give him a home and friends. Are you coming? Of course he was! "Of course, Ma'lady. I would never pass such an opportunity..." He gave her a short curious smile as she looked back at him. In a matter of seconds he was in a brisk trot. "Here's the real question. Are you coming?"
In that quick moment his heart was warmed and pleasant to be around this mare. He powerful neck was arched and his muscles were now highlighted. A true warrior yes, but he had no scars.. from lack of fights. Heavy training would be needed to ensure he'd be a reliable warrior...
