 She felt unsure under his gaze, scraping at the ground with a dark hoof. She wasn't use to being admired so closely; it was defiantly unnerving and she soon shuffled to the side when he takes a step forward after speaking, bringing him nearer to her. Sadly for her the tree beside her blocked any sort of escape. His words made her huff and roll her eyes. This guy was obviously a charmer, and perhaps for once in his life he was not going to get the usual treatment he probably got from a lady.
He was speaking again, and she was avoiding his gaze by turning her head and looking toward the falls with a more interested look on her face. An ear flicks up however, listening, despite her disinterest in him. Sarim, she repeats the name in her head. An unusual type of name, but who was she to think that? Everyone had their own unique name. She looks even more uncertain when her eyes travel back to him, thinking how to go about this. Her mouth parts, as if to speak.
My name is Costello.
The words are once again spoken in her head, and her mouth shuts close knowing only air would come from her instead of what she wanted to say. She gives the stallion Sarim a sad shake of her head and lowers it to look down at the dark ground.
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Mare . 6. Draft cobxArabian. Bay[Ee Aa]. 16.0hh. Mute
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