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07-06-2017, 02:05 PM
She didn’t leave! That was something! Some progress maybe? It certainly was to him given that she was the first person he’d ever met outside of his own family. So just saying hello and his name was quite an accomplishment. The small colt’s head rose slightly higher as she laughed, his smile gaining sincerity and losing the awkward shyness. She wanted to play and find this fun! He completely missed her mischievous spark and the unfinished ideas voiced in her tone. For Galahad, he was going to find out what fun was, and he might actually have a story to share with Mama when he got home about some adventure! Perhaps then his parents wouldn’t whisper and worry so much. (He worried himself too but that was besides the point). The girl steps off, and the colt eagerly followed.
Castiella asks another question and the boy, delighted in this seeming successful venture, gives an simple “No.” He once again could not perceive her darker ideas. He was a child of good intentions and light heart, devious ideas were not natural to him. Perhaps one day he’d learn…one day soon enough. There was another lull in the conversation, but before the colt could think of something, she stops, pointing out the squirrels.
The child tilts his head to the side again, confused. Chase squirrels? That was fun? He’d only seen them climb trees, and eat nuts. But hey, maybe there was more to them when you chased them? “Sure!” Then how was he supposed to catch them? Tackle them? Oh but she said it would be fun…and she seemed to know more. So the colt on his still proportionately long legs starts off, giving chase, heart beating faster, shouting back to her, “Come on!”. Believing every smile and gentle word…little did he know how ashamed his father would be.
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