Unlike many before her, and after her, Hirka is lucky with her first encounter with an outside stallion. Temblor as he called himself, seemed kind and polite. Even showing that she could relax by the way he stood, without actually saying it to further her embarrassment. Slowly the young mare followed his lead. A soft sigh escaped her as she tried to force the tension from her shoulders and stop her fidgeting. It also helped to boost her confidence, knowing she hadn’t totally screwed up this new encounter.
At his mention of the flowers, Hirka glanced over to the one he pointed out. Temblor was right in his observation; they did smell nice. The young mare took a few deep breaths, enjoying the gentle perfume of the flower, but she also found the musky scent of the stallion wasn’t off putting either. It wasn’t the comforting smell of her father, or the annoying scent of her brother; strange how his could be so different, and yet not. As Temblor offers a tour, Hirka looked back to him, finding it curious how he had somehow eased her nerves so quickly.
“I would love to see more of Paradise.” She replied, glad he was giving her the chance to. “Although, I think you should see for yourself how the Shore varies to your home.” Hirka said, in her own way offering the stallion the same tour he was giving her. With Temblor seeming well mannered, she doubted anyone would be angry with her invite. “So far, there is a lot less flowers, and a lot more sand.” Hirka said good naturedly with a warm smile.
mare | 2yrs | 15.3hhs | Ee aa nCh nT nSb| The Shore
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