10-01-2015, 10:39 PM
All things are possible, even the worst of things.
Watching her slowly come out of her shell is a gratifying experience, gladdening the speckled stallion’s heart. It is something he could sorely use these days. She sees his grief, for he had done little to hide it. The strength of it still astounds him, but it comes in waves. Most of the time, he is able to keep it contained in a small corner of his mind. But sometimes it escapes, overwhelming him with the sense of loss once again.
She steps forward hesitantly, the concerned inquiry falling from her lips on a softer note. He offers her a small smile, dipping his head slightly in response to her question.
I will be fine. I just… It’s just that… I lost my parent’s not too long ago. I still miss them.
He suspects that he will miss them for a very long time to come. But he knows that the gap between death and life is not impassable. And when he feels that he could handle seeing them again without falling apart, he would find someone willing to bridge that gap for him.
The conversation turns to the Deserts then, his description followed by her curiosity, a hint of excitement spilling from her at the thought of his home. He grins, giving her a gentle nudge in return when her muzzle presses briefly against his shoulder.
Well, it’s a bit hard to describe. It’s kind of like dirt, but loose and shifty. It does take a bit of practice to walk the dunes without tripping all the time, but I’m sure you’d get the hang of it, no problem.
As she continues, a more serious expression settles over his features. He has never been thanked before for simply being kind to someone. It is a novel experience, and rather surreal. He had never before considered kindness to be something truly worthy of gratitude. It is a humbling realization.
You should never have been made to feel unsafe.
As usual however, he cannot remain serious for too long. A slow grin begins to curve his lips once again.
Although, I would like to think I don’t prance.
There is laughter in his tone as he teases her, his dark eyes twinkling merrily. Tipping his head in the direction of the Deserts, he readily invites her to join him.
Well then, let’s prance on over to the Deserts, shall we?
He does laugh then, unable to help himself, as he turns to show her his home.
She steps forward hesitantly, the concerned inquiry falling from her lips on a softer note. He offers her a small smile, dipping his head slightly in response to her question.
I will be fine. I just… It’s just that… I lost my parent’s not too long ago. I still miss them.
He suspects that he will miss them for a very long time to come. But he knows that the gap between death and life is not impassable. And when he feels that he could handle seeing them again without falling apart, he would find someone willing to bridge that gap for him.
The conversation turns to the Deserts then, his description followed by her curiosity, a hint of excitement spilling from her at the thought of his home. He grins, giving her a gentle nudge in return when her muzzle presses briefly against his shoulder.
Well, it’s a bit hard to describe. It’s kind of like dirt, but loose and shifty. It does take a bit of practice to walk the dunes without tripping all the time, but I’m sure you’d get the hang of it, no problem.
As she continues, a more serious expression settles over his features. He has never been thanked before for simply being kind to someone. It is a novel experience, and rather surreal. He had never before considered kindness to be something truly worthy of gratitude. It is a humbling realization.
You should never have been made to feel unsafe.
As usual however, he cannot remain serious for too long. A slow grin begins to curve his lips once again.
Although, I would like to think I don’t prance.
There is laughter in his tone as he teases her, his dark eyes twinkling merrily. Tipping his head in the direction of the Deserts, he readily invites her to join him.
Well then, let’s prance on over to the Deserts, shall we?
He does laugh then, unable to help himself, as he turns to show her his home.
shahrizai
hestoni x scorch