09-18-2017, 08:44 PM
Ivar proceeded to point Zhenga's gaze in another direction. Even though she could pinpoint outlines of some objects in the dark, she didn't have the eyesight of a predator, and so couldn't really see what banyan tree that the young stallion was talking about. But he seemed to have already thought of that, offering to take her there to stay the night and providing the tour for the young filly in the morning, when light was out again.
Eager for that, Zhenga nodded, rolling her eyes as Ivar poked fun at the fact that she was being cautious. Then, he winked at her, something the filly wasn't really expecting. For a moment, as Ivar began to walk toward his safe grove, she remained behind, taken aback. Why had he done that? She figured it was just teasing, but sometimes signals had different meanings. And being raised by her dam meant that Zhenga was highly observant and always trying to find the smallest details or hidden meanings in case there was another side to the riverbank. She didn't think anything of Ivar's harmless gesture, but that didn't stop her from suspecting.
Zhenga let Ivar lead the way, given that not only did she not know where she was going but she was highly unfamiliar with the territory. It was fairly quiet going toward the banyan tree, and when they got there, the thick leaves and canopy blocked even the moon's rays.
Ivar told Zhenga she could rest and that he'd wake her in time for the sunrise. Enjoying every chance she got to see those, the roan mare smiled at her friend, "Thank you Ivar," she told him, giving him a friendly nuzzle along his neck before dropping her head toward the ground and letting her eyes drift shut.
Eager for that, Zhenga nodded, rolling her eyes as Ivar poked fun at the fact that she was being cautious. Then, he winked at her, something the filly wasn't really expecting. For a moment, as Ivar began to walk toward his safe grove, she remained behind, taken aback. Why had he done that? She figured it was just teasing, but sometimes signals had different meanings. And being raised by her dam meant that Zhenga was highly observant and always trying to find the smallest details or hidden meanings in case there was another side to the riverbank. She didn't think anything of Ivar's harmless gesture, but that didn't stop her from suspecting.
Zhenga let Ivar lead the way, given that not only did she not know where she was going but she was highly unfamiliar with the territory. It was fairly quiet going toward the banyan tree, and when they got there, the thick leaves and canopy blocked even the moon's rays.
Ivar told Zhenga she could rest and that he'd wake her in time for the sunrise. Enjoying every chance she got to see those, the roan mare smiled at her friend, "Thank you Ivar," she told him, giving him a friendly nuzzle along his neck before dropping her head toward the ground and letting her eyes drift shut.