08-29-2016, 12:45 PM
Yes his answers are short and sweet and she gives a dainty smile in return. He seemed kind enough, strong, silent but kind. She was still trying to feel him out, not knowing what to truly make of him but first impressions were not terrible and so she settled into accepting that.
Not long after they arrive others start to approach, two pale colored women both round with child are first. They greet her warmly and she watches how one limps from the weight of her impending offspring and gives an expression of comfort to the woman. It must be a terribly heavy burden that, her Mother had many children yet perhaps with having so many one learned to bare the weight easier. Maybe she should have asked her Dam for pointers on child rearing before she ran off to join a new home. She didn’t doubt her new suitor would want a foal of their own before long and she never considered being ready before.
Thoughts of family and child bearing soon flee her mind as yet another mare comes forth. She is painted in splashes of white and brown and Ohio perks at the flashy colors. It reminded her of her Mother, except this woman had no wings, not that that was a bad thing- Ohio had no fancy wings either.
Each one receives a knowing touch, a familiarity already existing between the four and for a moment she feels wholly awkward in their presence. He indicates their company, Custard, Cream, Cryil and her chocolate eyes follow each point of his maw to the owner of the name. “Oh, right. Nice to meet you all. I’m Ohio.” The words are bright if not a bit shy and her tail swings against her hocks as she turns to look at their leader. “And what should I call you then?” she wonders, realizing she didn’t even know his name.
Not long after they arrive others start to approach, two pale colored women both round with child are first. They greet her warmly and she watches how one limps from the weight of her impending offspring and gives an expression of comfort to the woman. It must be a terribly heavy burden that, her Mother had many children yet perhaps with having so many one learned to bare the weight easier. Maybe she should have asked her Dam for pointers on child rearing before she ran off to join a new home. She didn’t doubt her new suitor would want a foal of their own before long and she never considered being ready before.
Thoughts of family and child bearing soon flee her mind as yet another mare comes forth. She is painted in splashes of white and brown and Ohio perks at the flashy colors. It reminded her of her Mother, except this woman had no wings, not that that was a bad thing- Ohio had no fancy wings either.
Each one receives a knowing touch, a familiarity already existing between the four and for a moment she feels wholly awkward in their presence. He indicates their company, Custard, Cream, Cryil and her chocolate eyes follow each point of his maw to the owner of the name. “Oh, right. Nice to meet you all. I’m Ohio.” The words are bright if not a bit shy and her tail swings against her hocks as she turns to look at their leader. “And what should I call you then?” she wonders, realizing she didn’t even know his name.
O H I O
-but she aint the only one-