what scares you?..everything
He isn't sure quite what he is doing. If anything the young creature was learning that no, and not meant something bad. But if that was the case then she was saying that his coils were bad. How could they be bad? They tasted good. Well she said that grass was good, and that he was not Straia, but horse.
Ok that made sense to him. The grass didn't seem to hurt his stomach like the snakes had, and he didn't like the way Straia sounded anyways, so maybe that was a good thing. He listens to her a bit longer, she didn't seem to like the taste test. Ah well, he was catching up "No name." His glassy voice crackles cheerfully.
His ears perk a bit listening to her, stay? Did that mean he could hang around? He wasn't quite sure. He certainly didn't want to be one of the bad guys, if anything he was just learning, a inquisitive mind that he had.
With a sneeze and a shake of his mane he crinkles his nostrils, what were they supposed to do? What was he supposed to do? He wanted to help the woman, wanted to meet other horses, find out what this whole thing was about. He had heard the birds cackle to Straia for help, maybe that was the word to get others to come around? Maybe that would convey that he wanted to help her too. "help" The voice crackled again. This time milky eyes gaze in her dirrection or where he believes the voice was coming from.
Thanh
idk things reasons