Warhorse

*Obsidian* · 07-21-2013, 05:19 PM

Obsidian

Good heavens, this wolf was beyond terrified. And of her. What had she done? The next thing she knew, he was flat on his back, tail curled over his stomach. What had she done? ?A-are you? Are you alright?? His next words were so breathless, she had to mull it over before she figured out what the faint words had said. ?Ohh? I know the way to the borders.? The offer was hopeful, she hadn?t meant to scare him, wasn?t even sure how she had scared him so badly.

His next words were a question, and the question helped clear some of her puzzlement. ??Oh! I?m a horse. My kind comes in all shapes and sizes and colors. And we don?t. Eat. Wolves. We eat grass. Grass only. Normally, wolves would be my predators, but this pack took me in.? Blue gaze watched him, hoping that would make him less scared. At least enough to walk. ?What?s your name?? She stood still, enduring the flies in hopes that her being still would help.

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