05-06-2017, 09:51 AM
“Well hello,” His head whips to lay a pair of lit teal eyes on the smoky mare. He moves toward her without hesitation, offering her the end of his dark silk-skin nose, long whiskers reaching out several inches from where their base. The winter is bringing on his thickened coat and with it comes a scraggly beard dripping from his chin, each coming year makes it thicker and longer. “Neon.” He repeats her name, molests it over his tongue, grinning and gently finding her lips and then moving slowly back to touch her neck, touching just below where her mane falls behind her cheekbone. “You’re quite beautiful, my smoke colored friend.” He pulls away, swiftly if she lashes out at him, quiet and slow if she does not. “Chemdog.” His tail flips across his hocks, it is heavy with dreads and almost drags behind him. He peers at her side ways, letting his long forelock tumble off of his faces and covering his other eye, exposing one to examine her. “My pleasure to meet you, Miss Neon.” His eyes slide to his daughter who’s promptly ignoring them both, looking for this male who apparently runs this whole operation here. Chemdog has little concern for finding this stallion – clearly if he wasn’t allowed to be here, he would have figured it out by now, so fuck it, I’ll set up shop. “Don’t mind my daughter dearest, Kota, you probably won’t see her much anyways and she’ll most likely never acknowledge anyone even when you do see her…so..seriously,” He mocks a sigh, “Just never mind her.” He looks over and his pale daughter bends one ear to them and moves off to disappear into the shadows without a sound. She’s waited long enough and her father clearly seems to have found what he needs in a home. Food, water, vagina. He’s all set. His eyes drift back to Neon. “You alone?” His grin straightens, deepens even and his teal eyes widen just a smidge. He doesn’t take any setps forward or even lean in, they are alone now and such actions (though he wants to so very badly) may scare such a rape-able little thing – he wouldn’t want to do that, no no. Charmer, not a rap-er. Well. Most days. c h e m d o g in absentia luci, tenebrae vincunt |
Kota took off, so no need to wait for her response <3
@[Neo.n]
