| World's Edge Nurse |
| Mare :: Equine :: 17.1 :: 9 |
| Adoptable |
bound to wander forever, but maybe not alone
Feet were moving once again under her as Tor traveled from Steppe to Grove. "Is that Lace once again?" The mare asked herself, quietly, under her breath. Oh dear. He didn't... have a mate, did he? Whoa girl. What are you asking yourself? By the Gods. She was confusing herself, like so often. Her step stuttered for a moment, pausing, at his scent that had become familiar over their journeys together. One journey, maybe two, darling. Not plural, surely. Yet it felt that her and Lace had finally figured out their relationship. Or maybe not.
But onwards she moved, even despite her confusion. Maybe she could speak to him, at least. Her passed mentor would say today was a good day to do it (no, not that do it!)... as in, talking to him. Tor! What? You aren't nervous, are you? Oh gosh. She needed to calm down. The flowers smelled lovely, and would taste lovely with the sugar that fell from her mane and tail, covering everything in delicious white. It was not pouring from her, luckily, just a thin steady stream, and when she shook her head, the sparkling grains of sugar cascaded from her like a rainstorm.
"Lace. What are you doing here?" Should I flirt? Ask him something? Why am I confused like a filly with a handsome stallion? Stop it, Tor! Forget it! He's a friend. Or something. She fixed a smile on her face, and just hoped confusion wouldn't shine in her chocolate eyes.
TOR
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WORDS OF COMPASSION ARE STRONGER THAN ANY ACT OF POWER.
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one hundred ways to break a heart [open]
