03-17-2020, 09:17 PM
The indecision hangs in the air between them, heavy and unsettling. The black coated filly flinched softly at the humming sound that jumped out for a moment, expecting each next second to be the one that the strong eyed mare would shrug and turn around, decide that she hadn't found what she was looking for after all.
Revulsion twisted through her gut, the echo of feeling that flashed by every time she tried to catch the mare's eyes. So she stopped trying. Kept her gaze level with the mare's dark chest. Her ears pricked forward though, to catch the softly spoken words. Not directed to here, it didn't seem, the words felt like a choice made.
The commitment she'd made to avoid eye contact broke quickly when the words got more direct. They flickered upward, wide and shining for a moment until she remembered herself and looked away. Hungry. Yes, that she understood. Her head bobbed sharply. "Uh huh," she murmured, stomach growling loudly in an underscoring harmony. She'd follow a wolf to his den right now if he promised her breakfast.
The doubt bouncing between them made her wonder if that's exactly what she was doing. There didn't seem to be any other options for her right now, though. Hunger was stronger than doubt, stronger than fear. Strong enough to push the filly the three steps forward that toppled her face first into the uncertain lady's breast. "Nuh uh." She mumbled, inhaling the wild scent her savior carried. She was warm, so much warmer than the skinny filly, and she leaned into the warmth with everything she had. She had no family. No name. No food or home. Now though, she felt she had been gifted a teensy tiny flame of hope.
@[Neverwhere]
Revulsion twisted through her gut, the echo of feeling that flashed by every time she tried to catch the mare's eyes. So she stopped trying. Kept her gaze level with the mare's dark chest. Her ears pricked forward though, to catch the softly spoken words. Not directed to here, it didn't seem, the words felt like a choice made.
The commitment she'd made to avoid eye contact broke quickly when the words got more direct. They flickered upward, wide and shining for a moment until she remembered herself and looked away. Hungry. Yes, that she understood. Her head bobbed sharply. "Uh huh," she murmured, stomach growling loudly in an underscoring harmony. She'd follow a wolf to his den right now if he promised her breakfast.
The doubt bouncing between them made her wonder if that's exactly what she was doing. There didn't seem to be any other options for her right now, though. Hunger was stronger than doubt, stronger than fear. Strong enough to push the filly the three steps forward that toppled her face first into the uncertain lady's breast. "Nuh uh." She mumbled, inhaling the wild scent her savior carried. She was warm, so much warmer than the skinny filly, and she leaned into the warmth with everything she had. She had no family. No name. No food or home. Now though, she felt she had been gifted a teensy tiny flame of hope.
@[Neverwhere]