05-14-2016, 08:18 PM
“Oh my, nameless one, you are quite sassy aren't you?” his words bubble up from a laugh as she snorts and moves away like some befuddled brat. He finds it slightly endearing, though, and is not put off by her rejection. He only picks himself up to trot after her and move in smoothly at her side, bending his neck down to drink beside her. His long hair dangles in the rippling waters while he drinks, keeping his eyes closed in case she's staring at him with displeasure.
Once they're done he cannot help but look over to the mare. “So you're saying you'll refuse my offerings before I even offer them fully?” He laughs a bit more and looks out toward the sunset. “What'd you come here for then, odd girl?” He looks at her face curiously. He attempts to read her, to pick apart the details of her expression, tries to guess what she might be thinking.
chemdog
astra inclinant, sed non obligant.
@[Sreva]
