11-21-2015, 11:08 AM
Azariel couldn't help but beam. Wichita was offering him a home. Sure, he thought he already had one, but going back didn't seem to be an option, he obviously wasn't wanted there. The thought of course crossed his mind that his mother could be coming back for him, but he wasn't sure if he would go with her if she did.
It took him a moment of deliberation before he decided "I'd like that" the colt said with a small nod he couldn't bear the thought of having to stay in this dreadful place for any longer than he had to. And there was something about the small mare that compelled him to trust her. It could have been her eyes, or her kind demeanor. Or it could have just been his fear of this place, and his willingness to trust a friendly face.
"I wouldn't be a bother would I?" he asked, his eyes shining. He'd hate to be a burden to the mare, and whatever others she lived with. He was sure he would just end up back here. But maybe it would be different. He would be on his best behavior, then maybe they would want to keep him.
It took him a moment of deliberation before he decided "I'd like that" the colt said with a small nod he couldn't bear the thought of having to stay in this dreadful place for any longer than he had to. And there was something about the small mare that compelled him to trust her. It could have been her eyes, or her kind demeanor. Or it could have just been his fear of this place, and his willingness to trust a friendly face.
"I wouldn't be a bother would I?" he asked, his eyes shining. He'd hate to be a burden to the mare, and whatever others she lived with. He was sure he would just end up back here. But maybe it would be different. He would be on his best behavior, then maybe they would want to keep him.