Posted on June 21, 2012 at 00:15:49 AM by ragnfridr
Her nose briefly grazed his. The touch was enough to send her into hysterics again, but the buckskin mare behaves herself for the moment. Aside she whips her tail and she paws at the ground. She sidesteps from the colored stallion, her tail trickling behind her, putting her hip and the curve of her rump within his neck's reach. Her ears pin to her cranium as she thinks over his words, letting them sink in; their tone the choice of words, how they're said..
Before long, Ragnfridr already knew she was kinda interested, and kind of attracted to the stallion.
Which, for him, meant little more than a world of hell.
She's quiet a long time, just content to relax and enjoy the moment. The way the leaves rustled and the bugs sang; the occasional snap in the distance or a sigh of breeze (though admittedly, there wasn't much breeziness within the heart of a forest.) " Who are you? " She asked finally. Her attention doesn't shift back to him, but one ear does relax and shift to a position where she can hear him.
---------------------------------the battle maiden
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- without the fear we are all as good as dead - By B O N D U R A N T June 22, 2012 at 00:20:31 AM
- the battlemaiden - By ragnfridr June 27, 2012 at 00:22:27 AM
- without the fear we are all as good as dead - By B O N D U R A N T June 29, 2012 at 04:27:54 PM
- the battlemaiden - By ragnfridr June 27, 2012 at 00:22:27 AM
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