09-03-2019, 03:07 AM
Aodhán
little fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
The Field, as all horses native know, is the place to pick up recruits. Sometimes, they can also be found in the meadow, forest or river, most start out here - directed here by other residents perhaps who otherwise don’t know where to point them, or willingly coming here to find a new home. Aodhán had skimmed the place himself as well, though the mare he’d followed home (long after their meeting) and he no longer lived together all too peacefully. He still somewhat blamed her, but he knew she blamed him in return and why. He couldn’t deny she had a point, but it still felt like she did nothing to meet him in the middle.
This mare might be an asset for both, he had mused - or really, anyone as long as the Pampas had some new faces that could be friendly with both.
The spotted baroque grins a bit at the answer he receives, fully assembling his normal horse-shape back as she speaks. He nods at her first question, and continues their conversation with the ease of any extraverted male talking to a pretty woman, any previous uncertainty about her willingness to even talk to him now gone due to her remarks and stance. She’s direct and he appreciates that, and he’s not naturally shy either - but he comes off that way sometimes, having learned that sometimes his attention is not wanted or needed. ”I’m Aodhán, and I live in the Brilliant Pampas at the moment. It’s a herd-land, protected by the currently largest kingdom in Beqanna; Loess. Not that we do anything political - besides some internal skirmishing I guess. But it’s the prettiest home I’ve had in my life.” His short speech is to the point and just detailed enough not to give her any surprises should she meet the herd leader, he thinks. ”Do you think that suits you? There are more ambitious places I could tell you about if you want.”
This mare might be an asset for both, he had mused - or really, anyone as long as the Pampas had some new faces that could be friendly with both.
The spotted baroque grins a bit at the answer he receives, fully assembling his normal horse-shape back as she speaks. He nods at her first question, and continues their conversation with the ease of any extraverted male talking to a pretty woman, any previous uncertainty about her willingness to even talk to him now gone due to her remarks and stance. She’s direct and he appreciates that, and he’s not naturally shy either - but he comes off that way sometimes, having learned that sometimes his attention is not wanted or needed. ”I’m Aodhán, and I live in the Brilliant Pampas at the moment. It’s a herd-land, protected by the currently largest kingdom in Beqanna; Loess. Not that we do anything political - besides some internal skirmishing I guess. But it’s the prettiest home I’ve had in my life.” His short speech is to the point and just detailed enough not to give her any surprises should she meet the herd leader, he thinks. ”Do you think that suits you? There are more ambitious places I could tell you about if you want.”
@[Eileithyia]