What's life without a little fun? Posted on July 29, 2014 at 07:05:49 AM by Chimeras
There was so much more to life than merely standing around and looking pretty. She's no spring baby after all. That doesn't mean that she doesn't still have spunk left in her. Chimeras will probably always have that to be honest. She's always been high in spirit and up-beat. What reason has the perlino dun to be anything less? Nothing at all!
It is true that it is not as warm here as the mainland or crossing, but this does not worry the woman. She's used to many different climates. She's had homes all over the islands and nothing really phases her anymore. This was just another climate change she could acclimate to. No big deal right? Nothing to worry about at all! It was milder here and that was usually a good thing. The hot sun wouldn't beat down on her pale coat as it might in warmer; muggier climates. That was usually a good thing. At least for Chimeras it was.
"One does what they must though; to reunite with friends and companions." Had she considered this stallion a friend? Well of course! He'd shown her he could have a little fun and didn't mind getting a little mud on his coat. Well, neither had she honestly. What was a little mud that was so easily washed off if you were having fun? Another not so big deal to her really. There's a smirk on her lips then at his mention of her. She chuckles a bit and tosses her pretty head a little bit. Those brilliant, deep eyes shimmering as they steady on him. "Good then!" She chimes in and grins softly.
This is a moment when she looks around them and takes in the beauty of the Bay. A smile on her lips as ears flick a bit and she speaks softly toward him. "I must admit it is pretty here. Though I wonder; what their winters will be like." Chilly she could imagine but then, she'd acclimate well right? Would she grow a thick winter coat? Chimeras doesn't know but she won't worry about that for now. There were better things to focus on, like him. She moves closer to him finally and her nostrils flare to gather his scents. Her nose moves to brush against his cheek briefly before coming to rest against the crook of his neck. She bumps her nose along here a moment or two before moving her cheek down against his neck.
Was it affection that she is showing? Perhaps as there's nothing else that you could really call it. Replies: