10-13-2020, 06:23 PM
She let him examine the little one. Nudged the colt forward a few paces, and smiled encouragingly when the boy glanced back at her. On his reed thin legs, the patchy colt met his father in the middle, wuffling curiously as he approached.
"He doesn't have one yet," Aquaria answered for the colt, her nose going a little bit pink. It had only been two days, not all that long in the grand scheme of things. Still, she felt silly now trying to introduce him when he didn't have a name. It was something she should have thought of before deciding to make their way over here.
While his mother dithered, the dunskin baby took matters into his own grasp. Along with Pteron's forelock, which had been latched onto with toothless gums while it was within reach. Aquaria bumped into the boy's rump with her muzzle, making him drop the hair in surprise. "Whaaa-?" He bleated, huffing indignantly.
"That's not nice," she chided, blinking apologetically to the pegasus. So much for first impressions. Yet it was impossible not to crack a smile when she saw the effect of foal saliva on the forelock in question. "Can I fix that?" She asked, almost shyly. It had been seasons since they had touched. Since they had even been close enough to consider it.
@[Pteron]
"He doesn't have one yet," Aquaria answered for the colt, her nose going a little bit pink. It had only been two days, not all that long in the grand scheme of things. Still, she felt silly now trying to introduce him when he didn't have a name. It was something she should have thought of before deciding to make their way over here.
While his mother dithered, the dunskin baby took matters into his own grasp. Along with Pteron's forelock, which had been latched onto with toothless gums while it was within reach. Aquaria bumped into the boy's rump with her muzzle, making him drop the hair in surprise. "Whaaa-?" He bleated, huffing indignantly.
"That's not nice," she chided, blinking apologetically to the pegasus. So much for first impressions. Yet it was impossible not to crack a smile when she saw the effect of foal saliva on the forelock in question. "Can I fix that?" She asked, almost shyly. It had been seasons since they had touched. Since they had even been close enough to consider it.
@[Pteron]