07-03-2017, 10:56 AM
I never gave you my pillow...
She watches his deliberate movements and can tell he's anxious too. Her bones creak and crack she rises up from the snow around her. She nears him, keeping warm. He is a strange stallion, but she likes strange. He has many more stories for her to unravel, she can tell. She leans on him quietly, laughing.
"That is nothing to thank me for, it's just the right thing to do. What kind of story-teller would I be if I didn't listen to the tales of others too! It's nice sometimes to just be still."
She watches the cold, white flurries fall around them, sitting lightly on their whiskers. She licks them off her nose, smiling. She bounds off, trotting playful patterns throughout the forest. It had been so long since she'd been in a place that had snow! She was absolutely delighted, and was going to take full advantage of the opportunity to romp in the sticky blanket all around.
...I only send you my invitations.
She watches his deliberate movements and can tell he's anxious too. Her bones creak and crack she rises up from the snow around her. She nears him, keeping warm. He is a strange stallion, but she likes strange. He has many more stories for her to unravel, she can tell. She leans on him quietly, laughing.
"That is nothing to thank me for, it's just the right thing to do. What kind of story-teller would I be if I didn't listen to the tales of others too! It's nice sometimes to just be still."
She watches the cold, white flurries fall around them, sitting lightly on their whiskers. She licks them off her nose, smiling. She bounds off, trotting playful patterns throughout the forest. It had been so long since she'd been in a place that had snow! She was absolutely delighted, and was going to take full advantage of the opportunity to romp in the sticky blanket all around.
...I only send you my invitations.
someday, we will foresee obstacles