10-03-2018, 07:26 PM
If he wanted to be friends he just had to ask! Why would he hide and watch her!? Mary did not have the most perfect manners, but at least her parents taught her to go and talk to others, not to hide in the shadows. Though she never learned to be reserved....something this colt obviously was, her outspoken response might scare him off before she can reach him.
His eyes grew wide and when she looks down her pelt was pink DAMMIT she thinks to herself. She flicks back to green but the hint of curiosity never leaves his eyes and it just irritates Mary more. She inquires why he was hiding and he looks around as if she was talking to someone else.
She finally reaches him, coming to a halt a few paces away awaiting his response. She gazes at him, and he can only stutter searching for an answer. He pauses looking for a response and when he speaks again he mutters Cimmerian she tilts her head. Did she ask for his name? Was he avoiding her initial question?
He pipes up again, not hiding his eyes fell to his feet and her own followed his. It all started to click and she looks at him with worry, was he really nervous of her? I didn't mean to he stutters again and she presses her muzzle to his shoulder. Perhaps the nicest gesture she has ever given I forgive you, my name is Mary. She introduces herself, a softly smile upon her maw. Where are you from? she inquires of his home kingdom.
@[Cimmerian]
His eyes grew wide and when she looks down her pelt was pink DAMMIT she thinks to herself. She flicks back to green but the hint of curiosity never leaves his eyes and it just irritates Mary more. She inquires why he was hiding and he looks around as if she was talking to someone else.
She finally reaches him, coming to a halt a few paces away awaiting his response. She gazes at him, and he can only stutter searching for an answer. He pauses looking for a response and when he speaks again he mutters Cimmerian she tilts her head. Did she ask for his name? Was he avoiding her initial question?
He pipes up again, not hiding his eyes fell to his feet and her own followed his. It all started to click and she looks at him with worry, was he really nervous of her? I didn't mean to he stutters again and she presses her muzzle to his shoulder. Perhaps the nicest gesture she has ever given I forgive you, my name is Mary. She introduces herself, a softly smile upon her maw. Where are you from? she inquires of his home kingdom.
@[Cimmerian]