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01-03-2014, 01:09 AM
Flames - they licked the walls tenderly, they turned to dust all that I adore I was not normally like this. That was a fact. Perhaps she had dosed me with something else in the process of healing me. That might explain why I was just so happy and carefree. Things didn't just happen like this for me, though, and I couldn't quite understand just what had changed. Who knew, maybe it was just the fact that I could finally see the colours of the world around me that was causing me to change so much. I felt his tail snatch against my frame just as I had been speeding up to reach his side again, and as I went to put the breaks back on it was a little bit too late. What looked like seven paces had turned into none very quickly. As I backpedaled away I was laughing in embarrassment, making a mental note to find a way to explain the lack of depth perception to him once he was done with his job. He tilted his head at me, and after giving me a stern look a grin started to pull at the corners of his mouth. Funny. Well, glad someone finds this funny. I thought, managing to return the smile as I staggered back onto my feet, trotting in place once just to be sure that I had my footing while he spoke of the patrol that needed to be finished. I nodded my head, ears pricked forward. I understood. It was important, and safety was necessary. So, I slid up by his side and tugged on his mane before starting to move forward again. Let's finish the patrol, then we can play more guessing games on why I keep bumping into his haunches like a yearling. And, as he moved, I was careful to keep my strides equal to his, even if it required two tiny strides in the same movement to do it. Seriousness. I got it. But, honestly. I wasn't usually like this... |
