All About the Acoustics
03-17-2015, 09:42 PM
The sprite danced eagerly through the lush grass, her form twisting to look back at her new friend. Of course she knew nothing but innocent intentions in the man, she'd been completely amused by his compliments and would take as many more as he wished to give her. In truth the yearling had suffered from a huge sense of self consciousness within her old home. Now that she'd come here though everyone thought her exceptional. When you had complete strangers become completely awestruck at you it was hard not to appreciate that. It made her feel really good, and continued to reaffirm her decision to come here. His voice would interrupt her movement only slightly as she pirouetted back to where he stood. She'd smile softly as the question was offered. His accent was as foreign here as hers. "I"m not from here, no." She'd sit in front of him, just as content to relax as she was to dance. "I was born pretty far away." |