12-21-2016, 03:16 PM
minerva
Minerva lay in a heap, curling closer into herself at the sound of approaching footsteps. She could hear it's breath, the sound of heavy hooves tramping unbiased. She is small and fragile and much like her mother (if she could remember).
But this other thing...it was a man and he stood just a little too still, the feeling of his eyes burning her. A small whimper escapes her lips as she trembles in the rustle of grass like a fawn. Min tried to still herself, try to muffle the sound of her throbbing heart.
He can feel her any way.
Where the fuck's your dam, kid?' Min remains still but she knows he is speaking to the lump of her small form in the grass. Slowly, almost painfully, Minerva looks up to the large painted purple monstrosity that bears down upon her. "She, uh, she's gone off. She should be back soon!" Of course the small child doesn't know that. She doesn't know anything. Her mother had dumped her off a month or so ago and by the grace of Beqanna gods, she had survived the wild creatures of the night and survived exposure to the elements. Large green-blue eyes blink up at the stallion, wet and watching, hoping he believed her lie.
But this other thing...it was a man and he stood just a little too still, the feeling of his eyes burning her. A small whimper escapes her lips as she trembles in the rustle of grass like a fawn. Min tried to still herself, try to muffle the sound of her throbbing heart.
He can feel her any way.
Where the fuck's your dam, kid?' Min remains still but she knows he is speaking to the lump of her small form in the grass. Slowly, almost painfully, Minerva looks up to the large painted purple monstrosity that bears down upon her. "She, uh, she's gone off. She should be back soon!" Of course the small child doesn't know that. She doesn't know anything. Her mother had dumped her off a month or so ago and by the grace of Beqanna gods, she had survived the wild creatures of the night and survived exposure to the elements. Large green-blue eyes blink up at the stallion, wet and watching, hoping he believed her lie.
