Cool Runnings
05-13-2014, 08:29 PM
Obsidian |
Obsidian tossed her head with a grin as her nip received a reaction, a soft laugh leaving her velvet muzzle. Her mane fell in a neat mess over her face, shattered fragments of her white star peeking from behind her heavy forelock. ?Me!? Dark liquid blue eyes twinkled as she surveyed the startled stud, tail flicking out, the tips of the hair possibly brushing over his flank as she lowered her head to sip at the water. His transparent attempt at playing it cool after his surprise was rather endearing; it only made him more appealing. His voice came to her ears, and one cocked toward him, a smile pulling at the corner of her mouth. ?I suppose it must be.? Her lyrical voice was amused, and she found the prolonged staring very flattering to her mare ego. She hadn?t had all that much exposure to stallions back at the farm. Oh there were the occasional raunchy pony stallions who escaped their enclosures; ponies always seemed to be masters of escaping human made latches and gates. Dapper especially. Those little stallions thought themselves to be all the highest fad, but really, she liked big, strong stallions? Flick Her tail switched out again as she shimmied a little closer, ears intent on Ryuks voice. ?I was actually looking for you.? Her head lifted away from the cool water, droplets of water falling from the long whisker hairs that had grown out soon after her half planned escape of the farm. Why humans chose to shave the whiskers off horses? noses, she never could understand. It didn?t hurt, but the buzzing things called clippers had tickled like hell. A little sidestep brought her to nearly brushing against the hot hide of the stallion beside her. It was seemingly unconscious, how she moved, but really, she did want to be as close to the fellow equine as she could get. Flick. That was very close. As for his scatterbrained and tongue-tied problem, she had no clue. Flick. Nope. Not a clue. Totally innocent. |