Perhaps she hasn’t outwitted the monsters after all. She starts as the red creature seems to materialize out of the tree line before her. Her nostrils flare, breathing in his scent; her brain finally registers that he’s the same thing she is and not some sort of creepy crawly come to eat her. She breathes a sigh of relief and takes a large, calming breath, the cool night air lighting her lungs up like a Christmas tree.
Logan blinks slowly and opens her mouth to answer him before even thinking about it. ”There are ghosts out there and monsters in the woods,” she answers breathlessly. She takes a step closer to the stallion, instinctively, knowing he’d be safer than going back into the thick of the forest. But she stops, midstep and ducks her head, hiding behind her tangled forelock.
It only just now occurs to her that she’s probably wandered right into the middle of his home. She feels the heat of a blush begin to creep over her features. She peers up at him from under her forelock. ”I’m sorry if I disturbed you or anyone else. I just…” her voice trails off. She just what? What was she doing? Not knowing the answer to that question, Logan straightens herself and looks to the stallion, letting the words hang there in the moonlit clearing.
mare / 15.2 / silver blue roan tovero (Ee aa Rr nO nSb nZ) / andalusian mutt
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