VIVIANNA
“Good morning, Vercingetorix”
Vivianna’s tone is pleasant, the chilled sound seeming to have thawed for now. The mare didn’t seem as spiteful as before, her ears forward and her eyes no longer narrowed in anger. Instead her head was raised slightly and her eyes seemed a bit more calm though guarded, not allowing the thoughts that raced through her mind to be shown.
Unlike her mother, Christalily feels none of the pain or fury of what her father had left in his wake. The filly is simply curious of this stallion and a bit nervous. Her gaze passes over him quickly as she stretches her soft muzzle out towards him, a tiny hoof taking a step closer to him and farther away from her mother’s side before a harsh snap of Vivianna’s tail against the filly’s side regains her attention and she moves back to stand where she had been.
“I wanted to talk to you about the herd. It has grown quite large since your arrival here to the forest, larger than I have ever been in. I can’t help but feel claustrophobic.”
Never one to ease into anything, Vivianna tells the stallion immediately why she has called to him. She wonders what he will do about it or if he will do anything at all. In truth she expects him just to tell her that she needs to just get over it and send her back to the herd, but she reminds herself to wait. Jumping to conclusions before he even replies will only cause more problems.
filly // mixbreed // three // smoky grullo sabino // fifteen.one hh // frost
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