He’s just a newborn colt, to be honest. Ever-curious and full of life. But whatever his father inflicted upon his genetic makeup also afflicts his personality too, and he just loves to practise moving around silently.
Like a ghost, he is.
Or tries to be anyway.
Today he ghosts upon a perlino and dark blue mare, who sighs to herself and really doesn’t do much. She has scars, and he wants to know where they come from, because she has them in places he doesn’t understand yet why. But she doesn’t notice him, so he doesn’t want to break the magic of secret stalking either.
But another does. Not a horse, but a fox with a horse voice, and so he creeps forward. The vox is even more interesting! Could he hunt it like Kreeps mama hunts the deer? Probably not on his own. That means no dissections. But perhaps she can satisfy him by answering questions.
”What are you?” his childish voice casts out, while the bay appaloosa reveals his place from the shadows just earlier.
Rajanish
screaming out loud
@[Lepis] @[Merida]