lukasz can’t help but swallow nervously, hoping the gulp wasn’t audible, when the full force of her eyes fixes on him. the tall stallion shakes his head, slightly, trying to loosen the horribly tense muscles of his neck, but is only half successful. his dark eyes linger on her face, noticing how she takes in his strange roman nose. likely she would assume it was some sort of deformity… some did…he used to carry his head high, with the pride of his rodina, his family, but now it only made him feel more alone. when she finally speaks, introducing herself and offering the direction of her future home, the massive ebony stallion lets out a breath. it is a sigh of relief more than anything, and he feels some of the nervousness shudder from his large body in that long exhale. without knowing it, she has taken some of the pressure he had placed on himself for this interaction. now he is simply free to be himself… not someone out to collect mares for his herd… his ears flicker back into the tangled mess of mane along his neck as he hears the note of contempt in her voice. had she been forced, he wondered? his head tips questioningly, regarding the mare with more seriousness despite her playfulness. she continues on though, questioning him with a grin. his ears perk back up, toward her cheerful voice, and a shy smile creeps over his features. ”well met Leyra.” his brown eyes admire the fine lines of her profile and the soft arch of her neck before drifting down to the ground with embarrassment… he feels silly announcing the real reason of his visit to the crossing but lukasz is not one to lie. he lifts one of his large front legs, pawing absentmindedly with a dark hoof at the soft frosty earth and explains, his tone bashful. ”i’ve only recently secured a home… and wished to find company to join me there…” he doesn’t expound much on that grand endeavor. and saves himself the embarrassment of quipping about how attractive he found her, as some other stallions may have done. instead he steers the direction away from his original reason for approaching her, now that it seems safely out of bounds. instead he offers her a genuine smile and speaks again a bit more confidently, ” but it seems i’ve found luck. i’ve the opportunity to make a friend instead, if she’ll have me.”
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