07-03-2017, 02:45 PM
Hearts will never be practical,
until they can be unbreakable.
(But I still want one.)
until they can be unbreakable.
(But I still want one.)
Well, it looked like she was one of the new horses--she smelled like stables, and she had pretty faint traces of the other lands. She'd probably come back here because she didn't know anyone yet.
"Don't worry, we're all pretty woozy when we first get here. After I got too much seawater into my system, I forgot what humans were called for about a day."
He stood patiently and let her get his scent, then cautiously stretched his head out towards her.
"I'm the Tin Man. What about you?"
The Tin Man