I saw you in my dream last night
you had a smile so white.
I thought your teeth were the stars.
your eyes they were like tiny rivers
well, it gave me the shivers
when you looked right up at me

Larka didn’t think her first attempt at socializing would be a success. In fact she thought it would be a bust and she would once more fall into the shadows of the tree line not far away. She secretly wished Nikola was there, at least to offer her a bit of comfort and confidence. She shifted her weight and waited, but then a sorrel figure dashed past her, uttering something she couldn’t quite understand.

The black and white mare pricked her ears toward the sound as the mare turned and trotted toward her. She seemed friendly enough, though Larka had never before spoken directly to her. She watches the wide turn and then listens as she speaks to her. Larka feels excited that it had worked and that someone had actually came up to her. But her introverted nature begins to take her over as silence falls between them.

Come on Larka… talk.

She stares, frozen; thinking that this wasn’t such a good idea.

Her hooves find the ground below her and she paws at it.

”Oh.” Finally a sound, a soft mutter, probably incomprehensible but still a sound. Her eyes meet the mares and she offers a sort of smile. ”Hello.” She greets finally. Then she remembers the question and goes to address it. Her mother had always said she could never be a lead mare. She was too shy and quiet. Though could she capture a heart? That was for someone else to decide.

”Um. No. I don’t think so.” She admits. Perhaps the responsibility of a lead mare position would be too much for her. But if it meant being closer to the grullo stallion she would give it a try. ”Nik never said…” Her voice died down. Perhaps that was what she was missing in that relationship. Something concrete. Some kind of admission of feelings besides the gestures and body language. ”I’m Larka by the way.” She told the mare, feeling a little more comfortable now.

”What is your name?” She asks as attempting to remember it herself.

you can stay here a while in this hotel heart
people come and they go everyday
I'll never let it get cold or dark or crowded
I'll never give your spot away.