She sees the relief on his face when she says he didn’t scare her and a little smile creeps into the corner of her mouth. He’s a kind soul, this Weir, and she can definitely feel herself warming up to him.
The tiny smile blossoms into a grin as he watches the snowflakes drifting down, and sticks his tongue out to catch them. “Yes, it’s quite the coincidence!” Eira’s never really believed in fate, but … again, for her to run into one of the few other horses with this ability on her first time here … someone up there must be looking out for her.
“Oh, oh! Thank you!” Tears well up in the corners of her eyes when he agrees to teach her. Maybe, finally, things are beginning to turn around for her. She’ll learn how to control her abilities, maybe even learn to help people, rather than hurt. “Thank you so much!”
She pauses, head drooping a little. She should be honest with him. If he’s to teach her he should know … he should know what she did. “Yes I … I …” It’s hard to get the words out. “A mare in my old herd was making fun of me and I … I lost control and …” Her voice drops to little more than a whisper. “I froze her ears off.” It sounds silly even as she says it. It’s not the worst case scenario of course, but still. She’d seriously hurt the mare - her hearing was never the same after. And as the other horses in her herd had said before casting her out … who knows how long it would take for her to snap again, and actually kill someone? “I don’t want something like that to happen again. Or worse.” Her head droops lower, eyes casting towards the ground. She doesn’t want to see the expression on his face.
The tiny smile blossoms into a grin as he watches the snowflakes drifting down, and sticks his tongue out to catch them. “Yes, it’s quite the coincidence!” Eira’s never really believed in fate, but … again, for her to run into one of the few other horses with this ability on her first time here … someone up there must be looking out for her.
“Oh, oh! Thank you!” Tears well up in the corners of her eyes when he agrees to teach her. Maybe, finally, things are beginning to turn around for her. She’ll learn how to control her abilities, maybe even learn to help people, rather than hurt. “Thank you so much!”
She pauses, head drooping a little. She should be honest with him. If he’s to teach her he should know … he should know what she did. “Yes I … I …” It’s hard to get the words out. “A mare in my old herd was making fun of me and I … I lost control and …” Her voice drops to little more than a whisper. “I froze her ears off.” It sounds silly even as she says it. It’s not the worst case scenario of course, but still. She’d seriously hurt the mare - her hearing was never the same after. And as the other horses in her herd had said before casting her out … who knows how long it would take for her to snap again, and actually kill someone? “I don’t want something like that to happen again. Or worse.” Her head droops lower, eyes casting towards the ground. She doesn’t want to see the expression on his face.
EIRA
nothing's only words, that's how hearts get hurt