01-15-2017, 07:55 PM
Snout grows surlier by the moment as the two females take over the conversation. He has half a mind to bite his sister, but as if she knows his thoughts, she rolls an eye back at him and he ducks his head, not quite sheepish but in an attempt to hide the displeasure that is so plain to see on his face. The colt hates this, hates mild manners and pleasantries and Eyetooth’s pathetic attempts at happiness and friends - he’d rather be sulking in the dry dusty wastes of Pangea, stirring up shadows and trouble and appetites more interesting than a purple roan girl and her way too quiet sister.
Eyetooth throws back her head and laughs; this Cassie had spunk! She liked the comment about functional mutes even though she doesn’t know a single thing about this Tundra place. Both Snout and her are too infantile in brain and age to recall places they’ve never been to or seen, like the Tundra (they were born on the new Mountain after all…). Except she knows that they recall things from the other half of their genes, the non-horse parts that beg for hot stifling climes, cool mud baths, and long silent treks through endless grass and days; these are things that they talk about together, sometimes, because she remembers more than he does.
(An elephant never forgets!)
“Well,” she drawls, stalling; she knows they were born on the Mountain but it’s not like they’ve ever really had a home. The closest thing to it is Sinew’s side, two little shadows trying hard not to tug on her tail because her nips hurt like hell and the looks she gave them were withering. Eyetooth glances at Snout but he’s ignoring her, deep in his sulk, pouting lips and all. She shakes her head in exasperation and smiles at Cassie, “Pangea I suppose, at least that’s where we live now. What about you guys?”
Snout ignores his sister and the purple roan, they seem perfectly capable of carrying on a conversation as if the other sister and him were not there. He figures they might as well not be, and risks a glance at Carwyn. Seems she found her backbone, as she greets them, smiles, and tries to make pleasant. He snorts in exasperation, the same kind that his sister felt a moment ago because all he does is glower (even as parts of him glow, like a glowworm in the dark, all bright and insufferable). “No one cares where we come from, I doubt they even do.” he jerks his head in the sisters’ direction before stepping away from his own sibling for a bit.
Eyetooth’s mouth drops open in shock at her brother’s retort. “I-I’m sorry,” she stammers out, still surprised that he possessed that much audacity to say the things he did. “He just means that he doesn’t care where any comes from but I do, are you from here or somewhere else?” She sidles closer to the sisters and leans in towards them, angling her head so that only they can hear what she has to say as she says in a conspiratorial whisper, “I’m pretty sure he was kicked in the head as a baby.” then she starts giggling which draws more glares from Snout standing just a ways away from them, starting to sneer.
Eyetooth throws back her head and laughs; this Cassie had spunk! She liked the comment about functional mutes even though she doesn’t know a single thing about this Tundra place. Both Snout and her are too infantile in brain and age to recall places they’ve never been to or seen, like the Tundra (they were born on the new Mountain after all…). Except she knows that they recall things from the other half of their genes, the non-horse parts that beg for hot stifling climes, cool mud baths, and long silent treks through endless grass and days; these are things that they talk about together, sometimes, because she remembers more than he does.
(An elephant never forgets!)
“Well,” she drawls, stalling; she knows they were born on the Mountain but it’s not like they’ve ever really had a home. The closest thing to it is Sinew’s side, two little shadows trying hard not to tug on her tail because her nips hurt like hell and the looks she gave them were withering. Eyetooth glances at Snout but he’s ignoring her, deep in his sulk, pouting lips and all. She shakes her head in exasperation and smiles at Cassie, “Pangea I suppose, at least that’s where we live now. What about you guys?”
Snout ignores his sister and the purple roan, they seem perfectly capable of carrying on a conversation as if the other sister and him were not there. He figures they might as well not be, and risks a glance at Carwyn. Seems she found her backbone, as she greets them, smiles, and tries to make pleasant. He snorts in exasperation, the same kind that his sister felt a moment ago because all he does is glower (even as parts of him glow, like a glowworm in the dark, all bright and insufferable). “No one cares where we come from, I doubt they even do.” he jerks his head in the sisters’ direction before stepping away from his own sibling for a bit.
Eyetooth’s mouth drops open in shock at her brother’s retort. “I-I’m sorry,” she stammers out, still surprised that he possessed that much audacity to say the things he did. “He just means that he doesn’t care where any comes from but I do, are you from here or somewhere else?” She sidles closer to the sisters and leans in towards them, angling her head so that only they can hear what she has to say as she says in a conspiratorial whisper, “I’m pretty sure he was kicked in the head as a baby.” then she starts giggling which draws more glares from Snout standing just a ways away from them, starting to sneer.