[mature] A Promise I'll Keep {Kensa}

[Kensa]

for every tyrant, a tear for the vulnerable
in every lost soul, the bones of a miracle

Surprise and confusion flash across her face, and they look like hurt though she quickly realizes the misunderstanding. "Clayton, no." She says, one of her pretty smiles wiping away the worry of seconds before, affectionate. Kensa wants to laugh, but realizes that Clayton may misunderstand and so she instead reaches out nip lightly at the side of his neck. Catching a bit of his mane in her teeth she tugs gently and then lets him go.  Clayton is not accustomed to flirtation, she noticed this that night in the forest when she'd tried to draw him in with teasing touches. "I was only joking."

This said she draws away some, waiting into the long summer grass, letting it brush against her belly and limbs, still a enjoying a lingering afterglow. She looks back at the bay stallion, trying to appear as serious as possible when she says. "It would have been alright if you'd planned to." The a smile flashes across her face again and she trots a broad circle, hoping to lure him close again.

kensa

for every dreamer, a dream. we're unstoppable with something to believe in.

@[Clayton]