no stallion
▻ no children (x no one) ◅
He seems to have retained his more puckish side, for all that had befallen him. She chuffs a small chuckle at it, though she maintained a level of new coolness. She was not hotblooded in the way of romance or bodily pleasure - but a girl’s expectation of interest had been altered by his newfound reserve and so her intention to seek him out and settle has thus… well, deviated.
Instead she has become an inept tour guide with little motivation more. Prior to this change, he might have proposed she fight for his freedom or sneak him out and she would have done so. Prior to this, his flirtations would have been more openly received. "It seems wiser to find you the comfort these Badlands might offer, rather than admire a land that has nothing for me."
But he had told her to lead the way, and so her smaller self turns and walks on. She angles South, aiming towards what she knew would grow into sandy dunes.
OF TINUVEL’S FORESTED BAY
▻ three years - curly eared desert mutt - black sabino - 15.1 hh ◅