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11-11-2014, 12:02 AM
My auds flicked back at his unexpected response, crimson eyes darting back up to him with surprise. My initial reaction was to be insulted by his laughter, had I said something funny? No, I don't recall admitting my fear of trust as coming off as something to laugh at. I buried my ears into my mane, lips tugging down into a scowl as my gaze changed from soft to stern before he had a chance to explain. Naturally, I was embarrassed now. Here I am admitting something that was difficult in itself for me, and he turns around and responds as though 'duh, of course you shouldn't trust.' A brow raised as he agreed that it was safer not to trust anyone, contradicting himself when he said that didn't mean you couldn't befriend someone. Oh yes, it was official. Bucephalus came from a very strange world where nothing made sense and people sang to rocks like it was nothing. His words made me narrow my gaze suspiciously, it was as though he was confirming that I shouldn't trust him. 'At least this one came with a warning...' I thought to myself, remembering to keep my guard up as I always had.
My garnet gaze dropped to the stone once again, allowing my expression to shift into a smirk once again. "I suppose I've seen worse things in this world than someone singing to a rock." At least that didn't cause any harm, not that I knew of at least. "Not mad, a little weird...But not mad. Alright, I'll bite. Why were you trying to shape the rock by singing?" I remained where I was, half-hiding beneath my mane and welcoming the added warmth my hair added like a cozy blanket. Now that the sun was starting to lower, the temperature was quickly dropping. Remarkable how cold the night's could be in this place.
My garnet gaze dropped to the stone once again, allowing my expression to shift into a smirk once again. "I suppose I've seen worse things in this world than someone singing to a rock." At least that didn't cause any harm, not that I knew of at least. "Not mad, a little weird...But not mad. Alright, I'll bite. Why were you trying to shape the rock by singing?" I remained where I was, half-hiding beneath my mane and welcoming the added warmth my hair added like a cozy blanket. Now that the sun was starting to lower, the temperature was quickly dropping. Remarkable how cold the night's could be in this place.
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Verbal/Physical Abuse permitted, no permanently injuring or killing please.
