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10-21-2016, 10:52 AM
Larue
Though Larue had, at first, been wary of this strange hodgepodge of a creature that had appeared out of the dark depths of the sea (because what filly, prone to tricking others, wouldn’t be suspicious of some strange man?); she found, upon listening to him, seeing his smiles, and hearing the others’ reaction to his words, that her caution was thrown to the wind. Not that it, really, had weighed very heavily on or clung very tightly to her tiny, lemony shoulders. Caution was just not something that mixed well in a spritely, devious little girl.
So, with prancing hooves and avid teal eyes, she pertly trotted over the dunes to find a mass of others already gathered—and so many foals! Where were all these foals to help her and Kiada with their tricks? Her bright eyes narrowed slightly, barely even looking at Kis because (due to some semblance of wariness), she was not inclined to play any of her tricks on him.
But, with so many eyes watching and looking around, she simply sidled up alongside a woman who mentioned ’blowing up some folks today.’ ( @Shida ) There was something alluring about that idea—the havoc it would wreak and the surprise it would give everyone. So, with a small and mischievous grin, she approached the buckskin mare.
“Heya—“ her pert voice was hushed, though to be truthful, she wasn’t very adept at this ‘whispering’ business, “Hey, can I help you? Blow up stuff, I mean.” Her bright teal eyes gleamed at the prospect of causing mischief with an adult. They mostly just yelled at her and bemoaned her pranks. Except of Banjo, that horsearoo. And mom seemed to be coming around to her tricks. But mostly they didn’t like them one but.
So, with her dark flaxen tail twitching in anticipation, she peered up at the sandy colored, two-horned lady.
So, with prancing hooves and avid teal eyes, she pertly trotted over the dunes to find a mass of others already gathered—and so many foals! Where were all these foals to help her and Kiada with their tricks? Her bright eyes narrowed slightly, barely even looking at Kis because (due to some semblance of wariness), she was not inclined to play any of her tricks on him.
But, with so many eyes watching and looking around, she simply sidled up alongside a woman who mentioned ’blowing up some folks today.’ ( @Shida ) There was something alluring about that idea—the havoc it would wreak and the surprise it would give everyone. So, with a small and mischievous grin, she approached the buckskin mare.
“Heya—“ her pert voice was hushed, though to be truthful, she wasn’t very adept at this ‘whispering’ business, “Hey, can I help you? Blow up stuff, I mean.” Her bright teal eyes gleamed at the prospect of causing mischief with an adult. They mostly just yelled at her and bemoaned her pranks. Except of Banjo, that horsearoo. And mom seemed to be coming around to her tricks. But mostly they didn’t like them one but.
So, with her dark flaxen tail twitching in anticipation, she peered up at the sandy colored, two-horned lady.
just watching!
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