10-13-2020, 05:38 PM
He hadn't been going very fast. And he hadn't been trying to sneak through the tangles of philodendron and thickets of bamboo. No, he'd been going at a moderate trot, looking this way and that for whatever might be interesting enough to stop for further investigation, when pale girl had appeared.
And then disappeared. Torrent stopped in his tracks. "Uh... Hello?" He called out tentatively, eyes wide. He was almost positive someone had been there. He'd heard her scream. Oh. Oh! "Are you a ghost? It's okay, I won't tell, you can come back!" He danced lightly on his tippy-toes, looking for some sign of the ghost girl. He was sure none of his brothers had ghost friends.
The sunburst marked colt jumped when another voice came from behind him. This one he did recognize, at least a little. Nasrin had hatched from an egg like he had, and Ma had let Nasrin's Da keep the egg with hers. Which he guessed was nice of Ma, but he now that that were hatched, they didn't hang out much.
"Shh," he scolded, tail thrashing the air friskily. He turned back to the empty air that had so briefly held the shape of the screaming girl. "I think there's a ghost here. Don't you scare it away." Torrent stepped forward again, nose in the air. Did ghosts have a smell? He thought they might, so he took deep breaths trying to find the ghost that way.
@[Barley]
And then disappeared. Torrent stopped in his tracks. "Uh... Hello?" He called out tentatively, eyes wide. He was almost positive someone had been there. He'd heard her scream. Oh. Oh! "Are you a ghost? It's okay, I won't tell, you can come back!" He danced lightly on his tippy-toes, looking for some sign of the ghost girl. He was sure none of his brothers had ghost friends.
The sunburst marked colt jumped when another voice came from behind him. This one he did recognize, at least a little. Nasrin had hatched from an egg like he had, and Ma had let Nasrin's Da keep the egg with hers. Which he guessed was nice of Ma, but he now that that were hatched, they didn't hang out much.
"Shh," he scolded, tail thrashing the air friskily. He turned back to the empty air that had so briefly held the shape of the screaming girl. "I think there's a ghost here. Don't you scare it away." Torrent stepped forward again, nose in the air. Did ghosts have a smell? He thought they might, so he took deep breaths trying to find the ghost that way.
@[Barley]