I snorted harshly as I danced backwards clumsily, away from the foamy white caps that I had attempted to walk on as the dark colt was doing. The stinging of the salt pressing against my slender limbs wasn't a feeling that I was growing to enjoy, in fact I quite disliked it and unless I found a way to magically walk over the water like the colt was, I would not be going near it any more. Fresh water was much more my forte. As I danced away it seemed the colt grew a bit more used to the fact that he was standing on the water rather than in it like most normal creatures would be. The look of shock and excitement that was spread thickly across his would-be handsome features caused a light giggle to slip from my golden kissers before I took a hesitant step closer to the water, just close enough that the brine could lip gently at my ebony hooves before racing back to regroup with the rest of the ocean. The colt looked over his shoulder, piercing blue eyes wide was his boyish voice rolled onto shore with the waves. "Talk." Tag;; @[Erebos] Words;; 383 Notes;; I prefer to be tagged actually ;D - points to signature - |
[OPEN] Holy behavior won't make you a savior
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