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A deep, masculine voice emerges from the trees beside me and for a moment the sound of the stallion trumps that of my racing heart, his words loud but meaningless as I scramble to a stop. ”You scared me!” I blurt as I swing my hide in the opposite direction, revealing a mountain of a man that is nearly as wide as he is tall. Startled eyes climb his massive frame and it is as if his dark bay body stretches on forever, its origin the very tree tops we stand beneath. He is a formidable presence to stumble across in the night, especially for a lost filly, but I meet his gaze and find something genuine and kind within his features.
I feel my expression soften as the stout stranger parts with his name; a name that I think is rather fitting for such a stallion. ”I’m Zaida” I reply through a smile, the worries that had started to strangle my little chest now fading into innocent curiosity. ”You’re tall. Like really tall.” I comment, though it is more a spoken thought then a direct statement. I have a habit of doing this apparently- thinking out loud. Mother says I will grow out of it but I don’t see why it’s such a bad thing to speak what’s on my mind, what else am I supposed to say? I study Rodrigo’s face as another unfiltered thought leaves my mouth ”Do you bump your head on branches and stuff all the time?” in my mind, it is the most obvious thing to ask.
OOC// Grrr! Apologises for the quality of post, am having trouble getting her character into words (and figuring out her backstory, hence why there isn’t one yet!) ^.^
ten months }{ smoky black based grey }{ homeless
FALLO X CAESISUS
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