do you believe in love?Run. The idea of running for fun, for the sake of being absolutely and positively novel, was quite strange these days. Snake decides in an instant that he likes that idea, he likes the novelty of it. When was the last time he had allowed himself… fun. Too calculated, too measured. Not entirely novel. She’d be right, sweat was better than cold.
“Ok, ok! We run!” There’s some joy to it, though. Snake’s ears flicker happily forward, before resetting to careful neutrality. Her squeal brings a brassy laugh, shortly followed by an oof and a bit of a thud. Snake takes the kick squarely, rollicking after the mare. His head moves out, teeth clicking together somewhere her haunch could have been. It’s not meant to land, and his posture is too good natured to be anything other than in good fun.
Snake gathers himself, feeling his muscles bunch and body contract. There’s something powerful lurking beneath the surface, but that’s reserved for… for things worse than this. No, that part of his brain and his system that would remain turned off for now. From that gather, Snake nearly explodes. It’s a forward movement, cutting close to the mare before abruptly changing direction and kiting away. “Catch me if you can!” From his chest, a game he’d played as a child. A game he hadn’t played since childhood. For now, Snake is brilliant.
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stallion. five. smoky grullo. paso fino x. |