(so sorry for the delay!! I’m not very good about posting on weekends I’m glad to hear about your mom’s horse settling down… that sounds like not a fun situation – for him or you and your mom! Hopefully he feels better soon!)
Having ventured to many lands far from Beqanna, the pinto stallion knew far too well the feeling of being new in a strange land. In fact, he often found himself cherishing that feeling – the ability to start anew and recreate himself. Granted, it often just found him recreating himself the way he’d always been (awkward, childish, alone), but it was the attempt that counted… right?
Regardless, he found himself smiling upon hearing her response, nodding sympathetically. “Well, welcome!” he chimed cheerfully, not that he had much ability to act as Beqanna’s greeter. Out of all the lands he had visited, he was probably most lonely here, in the land of his birth. “Where did you come from?” he curiously added after a moment.
Her next statement, however, surprised him. Having been on his own most of his life, he found the dichotomy in their situations quite intriguing. “Really?” he found himself asking as his ears pricked in inquisitiveness. Realizing suddenly the curtness of his statement, he offered another smile with further elaboration. “I’m usually alone… I’m actually hoping to find a buddy to wander with… or to settle down with…” He paused then, feeling a blush of embarrassment begin to grow. “I haven’t been very successful so far,” he admitted after a moment.
His eyes watched her as he dipped his head slightly in humiliation with the confession. He paused again as he studied her, so sweet and kind. She didn’t seem like the headstrong or defiant mares that was all too common around these lands, which he greatly appreciated. Perhaps spurred by that, or the tingly nervousness that radiated through his body, he took a deep breath in as he summoned his courage.
“I can’t offer you much besides my companionship… but maybe we could find a place together?” he paused again, an anxious smile lingering on his lips. “I mean… if you want to.” Timidly, he dug his fore hoof into the grass, anticipating the worst.
Yet, after a moment, his nervous smile grows into something a little braver, tinted with a juvenile sparkle. “I’ll try to make your dreams come through though… Think of something that you want. If you could have anything right now, or go anywhere, or do anything… what would it be?”
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