03-14-2016, 03:07 PM
Her eyes roam across his form, a little shy and hesitant, but she takes him in nonetheless. After all, this was the first time that she had come across a horse with a coat just as hers. Her interest in him is in conflict with the confusion that is caused by his words. Umqra’s ears are perked forward as he looks at him, but at the same time there is the frown and obvious confusion. Somewhere tucked away in her mind there is fear too. Fear from the nth black gap in her memory, fear from the strange things this green stallion is talking about, fear that she had felt moments before her first shift.
She cannot help but to flinch a little and cast her gaze down as he sighs. She knows that look, she knows that disappointment. On instinct she moves a few steps backwards, like she’s admitting her wrong doing without having really done anything wrong. To Umqra it is like he’s speaking in riddles, about riddles, again, but she shakes her head nonetheless. She doesn’t remember, that’s a fact, but it couldn’t be the thing he’s talking about, right? But then he says it again. Carefully the mantis green girl lifts her gaze again, meeting his eyes again as she shallows the lump that has formed in her throat. ”No..” Her voice is barely a whisper as she admits it. Umqra takes her lower lip in between her teeth, nibbling the soft flesh a little uneasy as she keeps looking at him.
A wolf. Really? That couldn’t be true, right? Such thing couldn’t really exist, could it? But so shouldn’t there be horses with green coats, just like theirs, and who knows which tricks mother nature had set loose on the world. This time Umqra can nod and so she does. ”Umqra. My name is Umqra” she answers, this time a little more confident. At least this was a question the green filly knew how to answer, and she hoped it was what he wanted to hear. Disappointing him any further would be terrible, especially since he had offered her a home. A place to belong. And after being alone and lost for so long, everything sounded appealing and everything would be better. ”I.. I remember mother. But then there’s a gap… Momma was gone and I.. I was alone here.. And have been ever since..” That’s all she knows. She doesn’t know how to explain the gaps. She had tried to leave the forest once, in an attempt to search for her mother, but somehow she had woken up in the forest again, just as clueless and shaken as every time before that.
She cannot help but to flinch a little and cast her gaze down as he sighs. She knows that look, she knows that disappointment. On instinct she moves a few steps backwards, like she’s admitting her wrong doing without having really done anything wrong. To Umqra it is like he’s speaking in riddles, about riddles, again, but she shakes her head nonetheless. She doesn’t remember, that’s a fact, but it couldn’t be the thing he’s talking about, right? But then he says it again. Carefully the mantis green girl lifts her gaze again, meeting his eyes again as she shallows the lump that has formed in her throat. ”No..” Her voice is barely a whisper as she admits it. Umqra takes her lower lip in between her teeth, nibbling the soft flesh a little uneasy as she keeps looking at him.
A wolf. Really? That couldn’t be true, right? Such thing couldn’t really exist, could it? But so shouldn’t there be horses with green coats, just like theirs, and who knows which tricks mother nature had set loose on the world. This time Umqra can nod and so she does. ”Umqra. My name is Umqra” she answers, this time a little more confident. At least this was a question the green filly knew how to answer, and she hoped it was what he wanted to hear. Disappointing him any further would be terrible, especially since he had offered her a home. A place to belong. And after being alone and lost for so long, everything sounded appealing and everything would be better. ”I.. I remember mother. But then there’s a gap… Momma was gone and I.. I was alone here.. And have been ever since..” That’s all she knows. She doesn’t know how to explain the gaps. She had tried to leave the forest once, in an attempt to search for her mother, but somehow she had woken up in the forest again, just as clueless and shaken as every time before that.
let it out so it can breathe
umqra
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