Hook, Line & Sinker; Luana had him. She could tell though he thought about turning toward her by the hesitant stop to his retreating form and the way he looks at her at first; probably wondering if she was worth his time. Luana gives him an encouraging grin just as he gives his name. Ruger. She takes a moment to assess him fully now that he's given her his undivided attention. He was grungy looking but Luana did like his roguishly good looks. "Ruger then," she tests his name, the sound rolling off her tongue and from her mouth in a soft voice, "It suits you."
At his next words she laughs, mostly because he's assuming she's a taken woman but he was not wrong about her being a trickster and troublemaker; Luana loved to stir things up. "A mare like me huh? What exactly do you mean by that Ruger," She asks, her head raised and ears pitching forward just as his were doing, "and perhaps i am a little trickster, given i've never let a stallion get close enough to keep me." There was a michevous glint in her eyes as she says this, body shifting just in case he takes the bait and moves for her so that she can bolt in a different direction, if not then she would only appear to be changing her stance on the slick ground beneath her thick feathered hooves. |