Mother Goose is just a fairy-tale Posted on May 9, 2020 at 08:22:23 PM by Goose
Re-populating the herd. That is what he'd like to do but in a different sense. It didn't always need to be about who could claim the most mares. That often led to anger and hatred and Good didn't wish for this of anyone. Would he claim? Probably but not in a sense that he was some tyrant. More or less because it would keep others from getting into his personal space and taking from him a potential member. That would never be fun. Twitching an ear he'd come from his thoughts though. A sound hit his ears and wrapped through his mind. What was that?
Gently; his eyes scan the area near him. His gaze lands on the lady and he blinks a moment. Was that her? She looked sheepish now. He could imagine that she hadn't meant to outburst in that way. A soft chuckle slips from his lips as he approaches at a walk. His movements pause within a respectable distance and he dips his nose gently in acknowledgement.
May I say that you are still lovely even if your age has you in your prime. He smiles then. I am Goose. Who might I have the honor of knowing this afternoon? There is silence then as he watches her and waits. Eyes never falter and they hold compassion. There is much curiosity in this Gypsy Vanner lad. There is room to get to know someone and hold a conversation before you offer up your home. Replies: