As he stands beside me, I resist the urge, for now, to step closer to him. I find myself craving the contact I had gotten as a child with my parents. I had only ever found it easier to communicate with touch and facial expressions. Other than that, most people had to guess what it was that I was trying to say. I knew it was hard for anyone to get close to me. I didn’t blame Braylen for being distant, after all, I was an unknown element in his world, that no one knew, no one could figure out. I only hoped that in time things would get better, and that he would accept me within the herd that belonged to him.

I wasn’t about to push him away, not when I missed being around others. I watched the sea, but out of the corner of my eye I looked out at him, wondering what would be going through his mind at this moment. I only hoped that he wasn’t trying to find a way to tell me he would rather me go somewhere else, because for some reason, I found the idea of that heartbreaking. I had let my attention drift for a mere second, and in that time I felt his nose up against my neck. A soft flitter of a smile grace across my face, turning my head towards him, listening as he apologizes to me. I want to tell him that in all honesty there is no reason to apologize to me, but I only listen, letting him finish speaking before reacting in my own way.

My eyes soften, and I reach towards him, brushing my nose against his cheek before briefly laying my head against his neck, my own way of saying that I did, of course, accept his apology and forgave him. After all, I hadn’t been that social either.



isobel ; three ; mustang, brumby, appy mix ; snowcapped dunskin roan ;

female ; mute ; 14.3 hh ; of the forest [braylen's]

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