Posted on July 2, 2012 at 04:35:26 AM by Vesti
Vesti
Ill news is an ill guest
Vesti was following along, taking bites of the good grass. His voice swept across her ears much like a breeze. She didn’t mean to be rude by not appearing to listen, but she was lost in her head.
Until that last part.
Her head jerked up suddenly, ears forward. She had a moment where she wasn’t sure what to say and some half eaten grass blades hung from her mouth - which fell to the ground shortly after. She just seemed stunned by the question.
Well? Aren’t you going to answer? She scolded herself. She gave herself a shake as if to wake up.
“Well…” she began. “I’m not really sure as to where I’m actually from…” She snorted at the ground. She looked up at the stallion. She was trying to figure out how to say the words in a way that would be believed.
“I was a prisoner of the sea who just escaped her warden,” She found herself saying. Wait… what did I just say? Come on, Vesti, you really want him to think you’re insane? Shut it! I haven’t said a word… You know what I meant! Well, the words were out now and she could not take them back and rephrase them.
But that wouldn’t stop her from trying.
“I mean… I was swept away as a filly and have been adrift for… a very long time,” she said. There, that’s much better. Sounds saner. She looked to Nik to see what his reaction would be. She rather hoped he didn’t think her completely crazy.
Replies:
- to the soul I intend. - By nikola July 2, 2012 at 07:43:05 AM
- Consider me a Herold - By Vesti July 4, 2012 at 00:48:59 AM
- |x| - By nikola July 8, 2012 at 09:55:08 PM
- Consider me a Herold - By Vesti July 4, 2012 at 00:48:59 AM
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