Here comes one now.... Just. Let. It. Happen. Thunk! Chem does not budge when she crashes into his behemoth frame. He only laughs and draws his head up, ears perked and hair bedraggled down his bone-white face. Grass hangs lazily from his smirk and he reaches out to touch her hip but leaves his nose inches away, letting his whiskers prickle onto her soft fur. “Well hi!” His rumbly voice his pitched and chipper, his smile isn't so...twisted (?) today. He normally has a plan. He's always got something turning and lighting and burning in the back of his dark mind. Not now, though. Believe it or not he did not anticipate having a pretty young girl fall onto him for now reason. “You alri-” His voice bubbles throw a chuckle, but is left unfinished. He can hear the leaves rustling from another's approach. The honey of her scent gives her feminine gender away immediately. He cares not to pick through the details of her smells right now though and could care less where she is from. His head lifts, along with his long black ears . He finishes chewing whats in his mouth and nods quaintly, “What a mess indeed...” His teal eyes trickle down her face and then to her chest. His gaze covers her brightly adorned frame and then back to her violet eyes. He's distracted for a moment and forgets the young mare piled on the ground. The situation floods back to him and he tilts the right side of his face to the mare below, exposing one eye from behind that thick veil of locks, “You good? No broken limbs, right?” He doesn't go to close again, there's something about the motherly mare at his shoulder than makes him a little rigid feeling. He's not quite sure what it is, really. He can smell the faint currents of the Chamber. His inner-self grins greedily. My my, they're everywhere. His face betrays nothing of his delight in the smell of pine on her fur. He looks to the colorful mare, suspicion flitting in the bright eye just before his forelock tumbles over it once more. He shakes and tosses it out of the way, letting his hair settle wildly down the bridge of his pale nose. “I'm Chem – er, well, Chemdog. But you know...too long and all.” He splits his attention between the two, moving his eyes and ears to focus on each one equally (one at a time because he is a horse not a chameleon). Chemdog x |
OMG IM SO SORRY FOR TAKING A MILLION YEARS
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@[Dacia]
@[Helovia]
