12-25-2020, 05:52 PM
Not a busy body? The idea of it makes her snort. Perhaps he thinks that because she has not bothered to rise up from her nest that she is not busy. She is certainly still a body, though and for a brief moment, she wonders if he really is blind. If he is, she could add his eyes to the pair she found in the Meadow, as well as the softly curved horns clinging firmly to his skull. Perhaps she should ask for them, after all, there could be no harm if he is so unbothered that he finds seeing unneccessary.
But why ask? It gives people the opportunity to say no.
Another day, then. The stallion begins to turn and she takes the opportunity to roll onto her back in the pine straw, legs akimbo and needles prickling her back with that sharp electric feeling, and when she rolls up again, he has stopped, he has turned back. His blue eyes find her ebony-wood gaze once she is on her feet with pinesap adding to the witch's knots in her curled mane. He asks if she has remembered him yet and she laughs as though it's a joke, she dances closer to him with her face twisted up into a parody of thoughtfulness. Should he dazzle her?
"Oh, could you?" her quick legs make short work of drawing a circle around him. Her curious head tilts to one side, bird-like, as if waiting, and she stands almost as if there is a single bone in her body that knows patience.
There isn't.
"It would be so embarrassing for you if I forgot again."
But why ask? It gives people the opportunity to say no.
Another day, then. The stallion begins to turn and she takes the opportunity to roll onto her back in the pine straw, legs akimbo and needles prickling her back with that sharp electric feeling, and when she rolls up again, he has stopped, he has turned back. His blue eyes find her ebony-wood gaze once she is on her feet with pinesap adding to the witch's knots in her curled mane. He asks if she has remembered him yet and she laughs as though it's a joke, she dances closer to him with her face twisted up into a parody of thoughtfulness. Should he dazzle her?
"Oh, could you?" her quick legs make short work of drawing a circle around him. Her curious head tilts to one side, bird-like, as if waiting, and she stands almost as if there is a single bone in her body that knows patience.
There isn't.
"It would be so embarrassing for you if I forgot again."
@[Yanhua]
