Freebird
09-20-2021, 02:55 AM
"You wouldn't get this mare even if you were looking," Dandy said sharply, pinning her ears and baring her teeth for a moment, stamping a hoof in punctuation. But her point made, she made no further threats, relaxing further from her wary stance. The familiar sight of a primate companion perched on his - much taller - back made her smile. She'd not brought any companions of her own when she had left her homeland... they were needed to care for the bands there, not be wasted on a mare who insisted on leaving the safety of the home range alone, so it had been some time since she had seen the like. Maybe, if the custom was the same here as in her northern home range, she could find companions here to act as her hands. It would be nice to have someone to help with grooming. She wasn't a vain mare by any means but a nice clip would keep her mane out of her eyes...
His offer of medical assistance brought the scrapes and bruises to mind, and she couldn't help but shift uncomfortably despite her earlier declaimer. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble," she said directly to the lemur, bobbing her head to her in greeting, "it would be greatly appreciated."
She took a beat to study the much larger stallion now that he had stepped out, and couldn't help but shake her head. His height made him seem almost moose-like to her, used as she was to horses nearer the size of large ponies. Oh, there had been horses other than Fjords in the home territory a time or two, but the genes they and their offspring passed on had been long ago buried by the far greater number of Fjords in the bloodlines, and it was rare to see those traits surface for long, so she had never seen a horse so tall. Rather than making her feel small and insignificant, though, for she wasn't a mare to be rattled so, she viewed it as another anomoly like his horn and glowing to be at turns studied and amused by. So strange! Were all the horses here so unusual?
"My name is Dandelion," she offered to him in return after a long moment. "This continent is new to me. I admit I did not expect the... unusual sights here." Unusual geography, unusual horses. It was far different than she'd expected with her own limited experience.
His offer of medical assistance brought the scrapes and bruises to mind, and she couldn't help but shift uncomfortably despite her earlier declaimer. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble," she said directly to the lemur, bobbing her head to her in greeting, "it would be greatly appreciated."
She took a beat to study the much larger stallion now that he had stepped out, and couldn't help but shake her head. His height made him seem almost moose-like to her, used as she was to horses nearer the size of large ponies. Oh, there had been horses other than Fjords in the home territory a time or two, but the genes they and their offspring passed on had been long ago buried by the far greater number of Fjords in the bloodlines, and it was rare to see those traits surface for long, so she had never seen a horse so tall. Rather than making her feel small and insignificant, though, for she wasn't a mare to be rattled so, she viewed it as another anomoly like his horn and glowing to be at turns studied and amused by. So strange! Were all the horses here so unusual?
"My name is Dandelion," she offered to him in return after a long moment. "This continent is new to me. I admit I did not expect the... unusual sights here." Unusual geography, unusual horses. It was far different than she'd expected with her own limited experience.