05-21-2024, 12:20 AM
Not a dream - real. This was only disappointing since she could control things in dreams, and she rather enjoyed that. In reality she was as untethered as anyone else, annoyingly at the mercy of whatever interactions and weather phenomena that may descend upon her.
Despite, apparently, being real - she did not currently find this interaction to be a burden.
However, it was absolutely terrifying, having Creecher reach out to touch her, and Sokali’s muscles all tensed as the desire to run returned from where it had vacationed for a few moments and attempted to choke sense into her. But the weirdly-smooth muzzle of the being just brushed against her skin and it confirmed that she was real too - and a little bubble of laughter escapes her once again. This time half delight, half relief over the pain-free interaction.
Her smile rejuvenates, illuminating her expression once again as she quickly replies with a wink - “Oh, I’m only real sometimes.”
There is a youthfulness around the pink mare, some things lingered more in her than they seemed to anyone else. The ease of her laughter, her willingness for games. And for friendships.
The way she speaks with absolute certainty about things she should really give more thought. “Well since you’re real, we’ll be friends - okay?”
Despite, apparently, being real - she did not currently find this interaction to be a burden.
However, it was absolutely terrifying, having Creecher reach out to touch her, and Sokali’s muscles all tensed as the desire to run returned from where it had vacationed for a few moments and attempted to choke sense into her. But the weirdly-smooth muzzle of the being just brushed against her skin and it confirmed that she was real too - and a little bubble of laughter escapes her once again. This time half delight, half relief over the pain-free interaction.
Her smile rejuvenates, illuminating her expression once again as she quickly replies with a wink - “Oh, I’m only real sometimes.”
There is a youthfulness around the pink mare, some things lingered more in her than they seemed to anyone else. The ease of her laughter, her willingness for games. And for friendships.
The way she speaks with absolute certainty about things she should really give more thought. “Well since you’re real, we’ll be friends - okay?”
sokali
