Posted on May 23, 2013 at 10:32:36 PM by SYNDROME
She wasn't terribly fond of the stallion, but Syndrome knew fear when she saw it and couldn't help but imagine what could have brought about that coat of sweat on Vercingetorix's skin. It could have been a nightmare, but of course she couldn't know for sure, and was only vaguely interested in finding out; but, having nothing else to occupy her attention, vague was interest enough.
Before she could approach the stallion he was walking away. Because she did not know the territory, she didn't linger on any silly decision-making processes and stepped after him at once. He walked silently, and so did she, not wanting to disturb him. If he wanted her gone she was sure he would say as much, and until then she would continue to follow him out of pure curiosity. In time they approaced a stream, and he stepped into it, but Syndrome stayed at the bank.
She was not interested in making conversation if he wasn't, so she left any interaction for him to initiate. She was not a chatty creature and didn't think he was either, though she didn't know him very well; they had spoken briefly and she was afraid he hadn't gotten the best first impression of the painted mare. With that thought came Syndrome's shyness, in a fearsome wave that almost sent her back to the herd, but if one horse made her squirm with discomfort than a group would send her to her knees. So she stayed simply silent, part of her burning inside at what he must think of her and that she was stupid to have followed, and the rest trying to convince her not to care.
IT’S A REVOLUTION, I SUPPOSE; WE’RE PAINTED RED TO FIT RIGHT IN.
----------------------------------- Syndrome | 3 years | 17hh | silver grullo tobiano
----------------------------------- Syndrome | 3 years | 17hh | silver grullo tobiano
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Replies:
- i refuse to, sink - By Costello May 24, 2013 at 01:30:43 AM
- whistles the wind - By Indian Hemp May 24, 2013 at 10:51:31 AM
- "The crude mortality of man." - By vercingetorix May 24, 2013 at 08:49:23 PM
- We're breaking in, shaping up - By SYNDROME May 25, 2013 at 00:22:14 AM
- i refuse to, sink - By Costello May 30, 2013 at 07:36:57 PM
- whistles the wind - By Indian Hemp June 4, 2013 at 01:16:27 AM
- "The crude mortality of man." - By vercingetorix June 4, 2013 at 02:59:15 AM
- We're breaking in, shaping up - By SYNDROME June 5, 2013 at 02:00:18 AM
- "The crude mortality of man." - By vercingetorix June 4, 2013 at 02:59:15 AM
- whistles the wind - By Indian Hemp June 4, 2013 at 01:16:27 AM
- i refuse to, sink - By Costello May 30, 2013 at 07:36:57 PM
- We're breaking in, shaping up - By SYNDROME May 25, 2013 at 00:22:14 AM
- "The crude mortality of man." - By vercingetorix May 24, 2013 at 08:49:23 PM
- whistles the wind - By Indian Hemp May 24, 2013 at 10:51:31 AM
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