12-16-2019, 02:58 AM
You’re uncontrollable
and we are unlovable
and we are unlovable
The minty-spotted girl takes her time processing, and much to Leilan’s contentment and amusement, displays all the phases which she goes through oh her face. Ah, the young. Oh that thought makes him old. He shakes his crest, realigning his mane as she continues on, no longer about her parents (though they play a role in it) but about her home, and how she has short fur.
He just has a little not laughing out loud, and still a low chuckle escapes him during her speech and when she ends it.
Green eyes sparkle when he assesses her, and he grins at her once. ”I wouldn’t think Jes would have survived here if he didn’t shift - so yeah, perhaps crap genes is the word. But surely we can do something about your situation.” he shrugs. A fox’ den is no place for a horse to live, after all.
He nods south with his head. ”So would you like an expansion for your home, or a place to yourself?” he asks, already moving (knowing it must be south from here, even if he does not know exactly where Jesper had cramped his family.
He just has a little not laughing out loud, and still a low chuckle escapes him during her speech and when she ends it.
Green eyes sparkle when he assesses her, and he grins at her once. ”I wouldn’t think Jes would have survived here if he didn’t shift - so yeah, perhaps crap genes is the word. But surely we can do something about your situation.” he shrugs. A fox’ den is no place for a horse to live, after all.
He nods south with his head. ”So would you like an expansion for your home, or a place to yourself?” he asks, already moving (knowing it must be south from here, even if he does not know exactly where Jesper had cramped his family.
and I don’t want you to think that I care
I never would, I never could again
Leilan
no. 7 | ice forged in fire
@[Jesla] ;)
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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