Naturally Chem replies by sticking out his tongue and rolling his teal eyes when Waylan offers him a demand to censor himself. Though the paint stallion abides his friend's request, he has to offer some sort of playful retort. He just has to.
Moving on.
“Yes of course. I accept the terms, as I said before.” His eyes find her just then and his words fade away. His white ears slip into an upright position and his head un-slumps, propping up with interest. “Wow, you're not haggard at all.” He smiles at his comrade and back to Becca, “Quite stunning, actually...” He says this in a low voice and sort of leans toward the mare slightly. Her war-horse size matches his own and her chocolate skin is something exotic, but not like, neon colors exotic. It's something he's pretty sure he likes. Her body is completely unlike most mares he finds himself desiring. He ignores the fact that he's pretty positive this is the little guys mom.
'Oh well. Smart move on his part.' He muses to himself.
“Alright well, let's go then, shall we?” He almost reaches out to touch her hip when he walks by, but resists. She seems to be not so pleased about this transaction at the moment. He doesn't worry whether or not she will get over it. She doesn't have much of a choice, as he sees it. He turns back to offer Waylan a 'thank you' nod and make sure she's following before making his way toward his hundred acre wood.
chemdog
astra inclinant, sed non obligant.
@[Becca]
if you want you can just post for him in forest frontiers, or here is fine, either way <3
