~<font color=teal>Blushing in the Prison Cell</font>~

~Blushing in the Prison Cell~
Posted on June 11, 2013 at 05:53:17 PM by Hailip

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It was amazing to the varnished chestnut how quickly imprints laid down in the plush dune sands could be wiped away with the tide, made smooth as though they never existed. As was her playful glee when the two stallions came up on her without her notice; the excitement numbed away to frigid embarrassment as though those unbound moments of happiness never happened.

The mare clambered out of the ocean, pushed with her last desperate step into a half stumble. Her legs awkwardly flicked away the chilled water as she tried to shake out her mane without spraying anyone...her face hid under a low stare at the ground while her composure strained to regain itself.

Pulling back up, wallowing was doing little to end the face warming dislike of the situation, so the mare decided to hurry and face it as she would had she been approached during more dignified acts. "He-hello." Her voice shook from the cold of the water that still ate at her skin, and she quickly looked away and cleared her throat twice. "Nimbus. Who's your friend? Won't you introduce us?" No matter her state of humiliation, reminding her male owner of the advantage she held would make her feel better, at least. "You'll be glad to know I was, uh, frolicking to celebrate." Her eyes flicked back to the nearby waters as her excuse wound itself up in her trembling words. "I met a nearby stallion the next island over after getting lost - no one having told me the way or anything," she shot, still trying to divert attention from her childish actions, "And we hit it off well, exchanged names, and I even have a message for you from him. Maybe we could properly introduce and go into our days by the tree up there?" Where it's dry, her mind begged as she bit her lips.

Not waiting for the gentlemen's answers, she took high steps between the two and began climbing the slope with determined efficiency, flicking some water from her tail as she got farther. This is just what I need, she groaned to herself; a reason he can laugh at me.

The mire between the two males, she was oblivious to in favor of her own, seemingly more important situation. She was often blind to dramatic tension as it was.

Age 4 ~ female ~ Uncommitted ~ Noip

Replies:

Those Who Have Been Hurt The Most - By N I M B U S June 12, 2013 at 01:16:33 AM
- ~Cowering in the Prison Cell~ - By Hailip June 18, 2013 at 06:42:51 PM
  - The true beauty in life is love... - By Amour & Kahawa June 19, 2013 at 00:55:09 AM
    - Washed Away - By N I M B U S June 20, 2013 at 08:11:34 PM
      - ~Hushing in the Prison Cell~ - By Hailip June 21, 2013 at 01:04:38 AM
        
        Just rip my life to shreds... - By Kahawa June 21, 2013 at 01:19:40 AM
        
        Washed Away - By N I M B U S June 24, 2013 at 05:50:04 AM
        
        ~Planning in the Prison Cell~ - By Hailip June 24, 2013 at 05:37:17 PM
        
        Just tearing me apart... - By Kahawa June 24, 2013 at 11:09:24 PM
        
        Washed Away - By N I M B U S June 26, 2013 at 04:39:55 AM
        
        ~Warming up the Prison Cell~ - By Hailip June 26, 2013 at 12:19:57 PM
        
        Tear apart my heart... - By Kahawa June 26, 2013 at 06:10:48 PM
        
        Washed Away - By N I M B U S June 27, 2013 at 01:10:41 AM
        
        ~Primping the Prison Cell~ - By Hailip July 3, 2013 at 06:23:04 PM
        
        The true beauty in life is love... - By Kahawa July 4, 2013 at 02:57:08 AM
        
        Washed Away - By N I M B U S July 13, 2013 at 01:37:36 AM

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