09-09-2019, 10:42 AM
They shared a chuckle over his lame joke, and he was happy he'd been able to surprise her. It was easy to talk to the copper girl. His eyes hooded with a contented glow, utterly relieved that he didn't have to watch every word he spoke. It was a nice change of pace from the life he'd been living lately.
His real answer seemed to please her too. That made him thrum with satisfaction. "Yeah, sky bugs aren't all that nice." He admitted, watching as she fell into deeper thought. She seemed to slip in and out of focus with very little encouragement, a melancholy cast drawing over her face. Her answer to his own inquiry is as gently sad as anything he'd ever heard. His shaggy head shook roughly.
"Ack, not so sad," He scolded lightly, "What do you think the day is for? If they stand watch all night, I'm sure they must rest and spend time with the ones they love during the day." His words were filled with confident reassurance. A lot of confidence, considering he was pulling his tale out of thin air. Not much better than an old mare, was he?
The gloom didn't seem to last her long, as she reached over to cautiously touch him. He held perfectly still as she did, only shifting his weight when she'd let go. They were lucky, he supposed, even if he'd lost sight of that lately. Lucky to be free and alive. Lucky to be making friends.
"Night is a good time to think. More peaceful. I understand why the stars prefer it." His nose lifted to bask in their faint light. He shrugged, not really wanting to ruin the conversation with talk of his kin. "What about you? Any purpose to your night wanderings?" He grinned again, hoping the spangled filly had a happier cause to be out and about so late.
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His real answer seemed to please her too. That made him thrum with satisfaction. "Yeah, sky bugs aren't all that nice." He admitted, watching as she fell into deeper thought. She seemed to slip in and out of focus with very little encouragement, a melancholy cast drawing over her face. Her answer to his own inquiry is as gently sad as anything he'd ever heard. His shaggy head shook roughly.
"Ack, not so sad," He scolded lightly, "What do you think the day is for? If they stand watch all night, I'm sure they must rest and spend time with the ones they love during the day." His words were filled with confident reassurance. A lot of confidence, considering he was pulling his tale out of thin air. Not much better than an old mare, was he?
The gloom didn't seem to last her long, as she reached over to cautiously touch him. He held perfectly still as she did, only shifting his weight when she'd let go. They were lucky, he supposed, even if he'd lost sight of that lately. Lucky to be free and alive. Lucky to be making friends.
"Night is a good time to think. More peaceful. I understand why the stars prefer it." His nose lifted to bask in their faint light. He shrugged, not really wanting to ruin the conversation with talk of his kin. "What about you? Any purpose to your night wanderings?" He grinned again, hoping the spangled filly had a happier cause to be out and about so late.
@[Catcher]