I’ll keep the door open
in case you come home
As soon as the mare was aware of his presence, Fell could sense her anxiety. This was confusing to him, but not because he was unfamiliar with anxiety; he just didn’t think he had done anything to warrant it this time. He was actually being polite for once, at least in his mind, so why would that frighten her? It was certainly understandable for mares to be afraid of him when he came at them aggressively, with teeth bared and ears pinned, but in Fell’s mind he was being a perfect gentleman right now.
Still, he was too tired to really be frustrated, and he thought maybe she would settle if he just gave her some time, so he stayed put and let his gaze move away from her. The cold wind bit at his flanks and the tips of his ears, and whipped the stinging ends of his mane against his neck and face.
Apparently suffering from the wind just as much as he was, the mare spoke up, her voice close to his ear. He could feel her nervous gaze on him, and he met it with his own, unaware that its intensity might make her anxiety worse. ‘I was going to find somewhere to rest in the trees, where there’s less wind,’ she said, and Fell nodded tiredly. He stepped stiffly forward, making his way into the woods, feeling the wind slowly abate. He glanced over his shoulder as he went to see if she would follow.
FELL
stallion. 16hh. black. marwari x. Rougaru x visurix.
